Four Years Later...
This was never the future I pictured for myself. It's miles beyond anything I could have imagined.
I'm lounging on the back deck of our summer home in Kennebunkport, Maine with a whiskey in one hand and a half-eaten BLT beside me, watching Dora at work on one of her largest works yet. It gives me such pride to know that I had a small part in getting her career started, and watching her grow into the artist she's become has been one of the greatest joys of my life.
Her first show at the gallery in Miami went off better than Amy or I expected, and she had offers on every single one of her pieces. She was ready to sell them all, but I made her keep one of them to remember her first show. It now hangs in our living room and is without a doubt my most prized possession.
