Roby’s the closest to a saint I have any experience being around. I’ve not yet stopped being in awe of that. Any time a parent doesn’t share that awe in their child I feel kind of disgusted. Any time a friend or a family member doesn’t feel that awe for Roby I don’t feel disgust, just a bit of disappointment, I guess. Well, more than disappointment, it’s more that when someone shows proper awe for their child or mind, I feel a kinship and a love for them, a closeness and a friendship just from that. 

This trip here to Hudson has been a lovely little reminder that my family all understands the true wonder of that girl. And that’s a good thing.