Live Forever

On November 7th, just before 6AM, Dalia Ava Deem was born.  Here she is, two minutes upon entering this world. 


It’s funny that we end up on this planet without really knowing too much about our circumstances.  I can’t really remember too far back, I have some memories from when I was four or five years old (like falling out of a tree and getting shot in the head with a BB gun – they were two unrelated events!), but I don’t think I can remember anything before then.  I certainly don’t remember anything before I was born, I guess I just kind of showed up.  I’m also pretty uncertain about what happens when people die.  That’s very funny to me, if I didn’t have responsibilities or a job or things to keep me occupied, I could probably think about our strange existence all the time.  I ask Jaclyn about it and she’s certain that we’ll someday meet in heaven and things will be even better then they are right now. 

Anyways, I really like my life.  I have a favorite place for a chicken cheesesteak (Steak & Hoagie Factory in Doylestown), I love the Florida Keys and fishing the flats for tarpon in particular, I love the 1,000 islands in New York, I love fishing, I enjoy classic movies and all kinds of music, I love nature, I love dumb comedies, I love my wife.  There’s all this stuff that floats around in my brain, all of these wonderful sensations and memories and a lot of them were given to me by my parents and grandparents.  I cannot wait to fill Winston and Dalia’s head with these places and passions and maybe they can explore them even more or maybe they can say, I’ve seen the 1,000 islands and it was boring as hell and then decide Paris is where they’d rather be.  There’s just an incredible urge to share everything you have with your children, you want them to experience all the wonderful things you’ve gotten to experience and more.  But there’s a neat selfish benefit in sharing everything too.  Someday when I am super old, with medical advances, I’ll probably be 119 years old and I’ll be getting ready to die and Jaclyn and all my kids will be around my bed.  I look at them all and I’ll know that they are carrying me inside of them.  Winston will know how to fish, he’ll know how to be a true Philly fan, and he’ll hopefully have a good sense of humor.  Dalia will know how to get around in NYC or Philadelphia without a problem, she’ll be able hit a baseball, and she’ll have fished the flats in the Florida Keys.  And I will close my eyes and drift away knowing that I’m still alive. 

I’ve asked people for advice for Winston and I think he’s gotten some good tips. 

I have a couple tips for Winston and Dalia:
1.  Be willing to fail.  You will constantly have opportunities to do things that you’ve never done before.  It will be challenging, but once you do it once, it will only get easier, and eventually, it will be a piece of cake and you’ll be so happy you learned how to do it.  Sometimes you might think you’re losing, but you’re just learning.
2.  Have your own style, eventually, someone will dig it.
3.  Don’t hate, it just associates you with annoying people. 
4.  The golden rule, treat people how you want to be treated.
5.  Take responsibility for your decisions. 
6.  “Don’t worry about a thing, every little thing is gonna be alright”

One last thing on my sentimental entry.  When you walk around town with a newborn baby, everyone treats you and the baby like gold.  Black people, white people, asian people, indian people, everyone loves your baby.  People sprinkle your days with the happiest smiles and comments when you have a baby in your arms.  I was walking through Doylestown and a couple skaters moved a bench out of the way to let Winston’s stroller through, an old lady waved to Winston frantically through the window of Bucks County Coffee Company, and I’ll never forget a black lady in Baltimore who had to hold Winston because he was such a cute baby.  Baby love, such a funny phenomenon. 

7 thoughts on “Live Forever

  1. This blog will definitley be on the top ten rob blogs list. it was so beautiful and made me even tear up. Youre so blessed, and i feel so lucky to have you as part of my family!

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