Penned in my journal on my night in Naples---
I played at a park today with little Alece. She had me running and tagging and laughing until I was fully out of breath. Catching a glimpse of her smiling face as she went down the slide, I was struck again by an overwhelming thought.
Four young girls, peppered around the planet, all given my name. I can't keep my eyes from welling up at that thought. The honor of it. And at the same time, the responsibility of it.
I want to live a life worth naming a child after.