Yesterday was Andrew’s birthday and despite work obligations and a massive headache, we did find time to go to Chez Maman for our favorite burgers and eat some strawberry shortcake at home.
I would show you pictures of what I got Andrew as his birthday gift, but they’re all being returned. Instead, I’ll share one of my all-time favorite photos, taken on the night that Andrew first sang to me. For his birthday two years ago, I gave him a framed print of this photo and I wrote a line from one of the songs he sang below it, “Have mercy on the man who sings to be adored.” It’s still hanging up in the living room.
