Nine years ago last night I sprinted down the middle of a main street in Kirkland at 11:30 at night, barefoot. I was headed toward the bombs that some jerk was lighting off, illegal fireworks, that were traumatizing Jack.
He was terrified.
Inconsolable.
So was that guy by the time I got done with him….
Jack remained deeply anxious about the 4th thru last year. So I was shocked when he told me that he wanted to go to the public fireworks show last night.
When the fireworks started, he was thrilled. He videotaped the whole show.
While he videotaped,
I photographed him.
With tears in my eyes, I thought about how far we’d come from that night in Kirkland – even from last year…..