Today's blog is written in honor of Sarah's seventh birthday. After I wrote it I realized it violated every child protection policy in the world. When I considered taking out her last name and picture, the piece just didn't have the same flavor and force. So, here's what I'm going to do. Send me a note so I'll know who you are and I'll email it to you. It seems kind of crazy but I remind myself how big the internet is, even when it seems like only my small group of friends and family read this blog.
Tune in next week for my story on the night I was one of the Dixie Chicks. And the story will be out here for anybody to see. There's no one I need to protect in that story.