This is one of my favorite photos of all time.
The year is 2009.
The place is Carmel, California.
The subject is my first born.
This child is all heart.
Rather than walk, he runs. Rather than talk, he screams. And as you see here, rather than jump, he leaps.
This picture, set in a place so rich in beauty, magnifies his joie de vivre. For that reason, it is one of my most treasured.
Leap high, my love. Leap high.
There is a story behind this picture.
Rewind just a bit. So, I contracted malaria on a recent trip to Africa. Yeah, that’s right, malaria. I know what you are thinking. This is another self-absorbed story about me and my bout with a tropical disease – like that time I told you about my early make out sessions with Andy Gibb, alter egos or jumping off a cliff with a Korean named Ki. Read the rest of this entry »