mks73 (mks73) wrote,
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May 7

Seven years ago today, my niece entered the world. The day began like most other days in the spring of 2002. I went to work, and on that particular day, I went to court to argue a Master's motion as a favour for another lawyer. I was not adequately briefed on the matter and had a dogs breath of a file. As a result, while my niece was working her way through the birth canal, I was being yelled at by Master Sedgewick. I had been a lawyer for just 2 1/2 months, and I was still taking it personally when a judicial official yelled at me. Because my sister-in-law had been admitted to hospital the night before, I continually checked my voicemail at every opportunity to find out if there had been any news.

I returned to the office, and had a brief meetings with clients. I had negotiated a settlement on their behalf, and the clients were not happy with the result. It was one of my first opportunities to manage clients' unrealistic expectations on a difficult lawsuit against a corrupt police squad. Many years later, that police squad was the subject of much media attention, and I was contacted by a reporter. Of course, I declined to comment as lawsuits and media attention are rarely a good fit. But I digress.

I can't quite remember if I got the call before or after my meeting, but I received several messages from different family members telling me about the arrival of my niece. I couldn't wait to meet her, and dashed out of the office to go to the hospital.

When I arrived at the hospital, my mom was holding a beautiful pink bundle. She handed the bundle to me. My eyes filled with tears and I was overwhelmed with love and joy as I looked down at the sleeping little girl. My mom cried too. She was overjoyed to become a grandmother and I was equally overjoyed to become an aunt.

I love being Auntie Marlo, and I especially love hearing my niece and nephew address me as such. I am Marlo to everyone in the world, but Auntie Marlo to only three special little people. And those little people mean to the world to me.

Happy birthday M. I love you more than words can express.
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