I want to tell about the last twelve months, but I have no words. Or I have too many words, or the wrong words, or not enough time to think about how to choose the right words—I’m not sure.  But I can’t let the day go by without saying it’s Lucy’s birthday.

I thought about just using a song’s worth of Kasey Chambers’s words. But I don’t want to be sued by a record company, so I will just tell you that her “Beautiful Mess” is kind of Lucy’s and my theme song. I hope that you will go listen to it on her website and then buy all her CDs.

I prayed that the sun was the hope
And the rain was an angel
I came out of the treetop and into the cradle

I lay under the covers for a hundred days
I closed both my eyes till a relative came

So send me to the grave with the age old question
How’d I get into this beautiful mess?

And it was never my intention, never my style
But everything about you is worth my while

‘Cause you make it all worth my while