by John Ellis
Thirteen years ago, on this day, our daughter was born. The day before Infinity was born, Greenville, SC suffered a severe ice storm, and most of the community was without power. The hospital let us stay until power had been restored to our apartment.
I’ll never forgot strapping the car seat containing this tiny, new person with curious eyes that were far more alert than I thought a newborn’s eyes should be into the backseat of our car. We were responsible for her, and, in that moment, I realized how little control I had over the world around me. Sure, I could manage my own driving, making sure my hands were at ten-and-two, looking both ways before venturing into intersections, constantly checking my mirrors and blind spots, and driving just below the speed limit. The other drivers, though, were all incompetent idiots that day, and it’s a wonder I didn’t have a heart attack or stroke as I desperately strove to get our precious package safely home.