Today we have Catherine’s incredibly brave story. So thankful for her light and love on this earth.
Years ago, and I mean nearly ten years ago, my husband – then boyfriend – and I would lay in bed on a Saturday morning and not get out till about noon. We’d just hang out there and talk the way a couple talks when they are new and crazy in love. Somehow on one Saturday morning, the subject came up of baby names.
(So that was thrilling for me, because nothing says ‘long term’ like baby names.)
That discussion sparked several other ‘lay-in and day-dream’ Saturdays, and we finally settled on two names: Claire for a girl, and Joseph for a boy. Zsolt thought Claire was a beautiful name (also my middle name), and I quite liked the Hungarian nickname for Joseph, Joszo, plus it’s my dad’s name.
Since that time I’ve always seen the two of them, Claire & Joszo, in my head. It has felt…
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