Dear Jonah,
I made this movie for a few of my friends at Pacifica right around the time you were born. I am thinking right before you were born. Every time I watch it, I get choked up. I sent it to a few of my friends in a FaceBook message. Melissa wrote back and said she was weirdly crying while watching this and eating a bowl of cereal. :).  I will never forget finding out about you. I was at my very last week of school in Carpinteria, California. That Friday we had a ritual at the beach with the first years. We made two lines and everyone had to walk down between the lines blindfolded while we whispered messages of love into their ears. I cannot help but compare that to the birthing process... going blindly, hoping for, needing, and hearing messages from love until you are welcomed at the end of the tunnel.  After the ritual we all went to a bar in downtown Santa Barbara called the Marque. I snuck away and bought a test at the closest CVR. I talked to my friends for a while. Then I found out about you. I ran outside and called dad. Almost a year later after writing a thesis and having you, we went back to California for graduation and got our picture under the sign at the bar. I love you, Jonah baby.