james turns 70

james turns 70

this weekend, we headed up to Hermit Park in Estes to celebrate the big 7-0 for mr. james m. kagan.

the whole clan (minus Benny, but we’ll get to that later) came up – me, Luke, Laura (from Chicago), Kim, Marc, Zach, Nonnie and James himself endured two perfect nights of bliss in the Rocky Mountain wilderness to celebrate the life and love of jim kagan.

what an amazing weekend. we scored a little cabin at the very end of a long dirt road, surrounded by rounded rock formations and budding blue spruce. little wildflowers peeked out from under long prairie grass, and somewhere in the distance, the ruckus of a campground volleyball game echoed through the canyon. oh, and marc yelled at kim, and kim yelled at zach, and zach strutted about in his new bacardi shirt he so coyingly scored off a customer at hy-vee.

laura handled camping like champ – this was her first time sleeping in a tent – which we all made out to be a big deal for some reason, even though it really is no big deal. she and luke make such a perfect couple. mid camp-fire, i heard mention a phrase somewhere along the lines of “when we have kids….” and “our kids will not______”, etc. To which laura made a little comment along the lines of “oh yeah?” and they laughed, and it was no big thang. good lord, they’re goona be great parents. i’m so excited to be a part of their family.

i’m so part to be a part of the family i’m in. we are so honest and open and so imperfect in all the imperfect ways. i cannot express my love for family, and how proud i am to be a part of such a uniquely structured family, as ours. we have our issues – and we’re open and honest about them. maybe we harp on the negative, but we acknowledge it.

i broke down about benny and his troubles mid-camp fire singing. zach gave me a big hug and lucas gave me a bigger hug, and we talked about it a bit and then marc started singing cheesy campfire songs with reckless abandon.

james brought us all together. he’s the glue. he’s made all our lives possible. without him, we would not have been together in the mountains to celebrate his life and the lives he’s given us. i am so incredibly proud to be his daughter. so proud. how did i get this lucky?


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