It's getting late, and someone across the road is playing "La Vie en Rose." It's the French way of saying, "Look at the world through rose-colored glasses." The song speaks to my feelings. I've learned many things, Dad, not just how to make cold soup or veal head in sauce, but there's an important recipe: I've learned how to live, how to be in and with the world, not just stand and watch. And I've never run away from my life again, or from love either.