Chiara

When you arrive in the midst of my years, you reflect upon what was done and what was not done and of the quality of your life. I have lived a very rich, full life and I have done, in the main, every thing that I wanted to do. Most of my goals have been achieved without regret.

When I was 14 years old, my goal was to become a writer and teacher. I became both at an early age. I also wanted to see the world and so I travelled extensively and even lived in Europe for many years. I wanted the best of wives and after two tries I achieved that goal as well. As I approached my elder years, I constructed various “bucket lists” and scratched off each task one by one.

However, there remains in my heart one simple task that will elude me forever. All of life I wanted a daughter. After a failed first marriage and the birth of my son, I had high hopes of remarrying and helping bring into this world a little girl. Of one thing I was always certain: she would have the most beautiful of names, Chiara Appolonia Rizzi. I had chosen this name in my youth and the fact that no such sweet daughter exists haunts me a bit every day.

Of the Megans, Chelseas and Tiffanys, I would still prefer my Chiara Appolonia. Time is often a severe judge. Chiara Appolonia will not be by my side when I leave this world. Perhaps she will be there by the side of some other hopefull father years hence. I hope so.

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