How can it be that our daughter is about to turn 18? It seems so improbable, such a long time in the making to be over in the blink of an eye.
So Gena and I went out to get her birthday present. I thought the store was a short walk away from where we had lunch, but it turned out to be a few more blocks. Oh, and it was pouring rain (it’s the rainy season here so we’ve had rain nearly every day for a week). Luckily, we are intrepid.