Our biggest announcement yet!
The Baileys are having a Baby Boy!
Coming to you this summer! 🧸
We’re thrilled and thankful to be growing💜💚💙
📸 our brilliant friend @marcjfranklin
Got to have a proud uncle afternoon with @simona.4l touring @howard1867 ! She's graduating from Howard this spring and already has plans for her next steps to take over the world! So proud!
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Today, my love grows another year stronger for my Love who is turning another year old. Jessie is the light of my light, and I know she brightens the lives of so many others, pretty much anyone she ever comes in contact with. This is the last birthday for her before a really big life change for both of us, and so, though you won’t find 38 in any of the milestone birthday sections of Paper Source, I’m celebrating today as a milestone anyway!
You’ve done so much to get to this place, Babygirl. You’ve done so much work, been to so many places, and have accumulated so much knowledge to impart to our son. And you’ve got so much still to do for work, and places to go, and knowledge to accumulate. He’s soon going to find out, as I have known for years, how lucky he is to be a part of your life’s journey. Happy Birthday to you, My Love!
It’s my birthday! A blizzard is stirring. I am 38. I feel blessed in so many ways. I know I’m blessed in so many ways. And I hope for and anticipate at least a couple more blessings to come in my near future. I could want more, but today, I am happy to content myself watching the snow fall, as Jade cuddles into a ball between Jessie’s legs, lying peacefully on the couch.
Fun Fact: The man in this photo is my grandfather, Clinton Lee. And he loves me very much… but he has no idea what he’s doing with those clippers! 🤦🏾♂️😂
Valentine’s Day is one of my favorites because the past eleven have been full of reflection on how blessed I am to have the partner I do. It’s amazing how fast “Life” changes, and it’s wild, in the midst of all the changes, what doesn’t change. In the eleven years since our first Valentine’s Day, so much has changed: jobs have changed, friendships have changed, hell, even our hair has changed (the grays are indeed starting to poke in), but what has never changed is that she, Jessie, is the Love of my Life. The Universe will, no doubt, produce more change in our Life together, and, God willing, the net gain of the changes to come in our future will be more positive than negative. But, whatever comes, I know, as today, next Valentine’s Day, and the next Valentine’s Day, and all the Valentine’s Days forever, I will be grateful I drummed up the courage to make a move on the tall, beautiful beam of sunlight that I was doing a show with one autumn in Milwaukee. Happy Valentine’s Day, Jessie. Forever. And Happy Valentine’s Day to All!
This is Gilbert Lewis Bailey. The first one. Today is his birthday. He's gone now. On my next birthday, I will be practically an equal distance in age between the young adult he was in the first picture and the man who died a relatively short time after the second. When he passed, I thought the worst part was all the questions I hadn't asked him about growing from that young man in the first picture into the place I am now, but as I get closer to the second picture, the worst part is racking up milestones and covering ground I watched him tread in my adolescence and not being able to get his advice. I'm constantly picking through half memories to figure out what my dad might do, because if I call the number that's still in my phone today, he won't answer. This year feels like one where the weight of his absence will be heavily felt, and that saddens me in ways I couldn't have anticipated and am trying hard to understand.
And yet, I am encouraged by the lessons I still remember. The slivers of guidance that still tug at me (and nag at me) from time to time and seem to drift in on the wind through an open window or on a walk to the subway. I cherish those moments of remembrance. So, happy heavenly birthday, as they say, to my dad. Gilbert, the first. I love you, G-Man. I will continue to be the best second I can be.
It’s the end of another semester! This is becoming a favorite but bittersweet semi-annual tradition, saying goodbye to my Marymount Manhattan students. Each class I’ve taught as I grow as a professor (wild… I’m a professor) has challenged me and enriched me, and these two groups of Scene into Song I - Sections 02 and 06 - are no exception. These students have made me laugh, made me cry, made me think, and generally made me love what I am getting to do. I know I will be sitting in the dark, weeping as so many of them break a wing on Broadway stages someday, but more importantly, I look forward to seeing the profound effect their individual humanity will have on the world. Each one of these young adults is a kind, compassionate, and empathetic person whom I feel lucky to have come in contact with. I know they will have that effect on so many more souls they are bound to touch, and that makes me happy for us all. I’m proud and humbled to have had any bit of impact on their artistic trajectories, and I feel blessed to have been impacted by them. To all the students I’ve worked with in Fall ‘25, much love! I can’t wait to see what’s next for us all!
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Year 8
I love you, Jessie. I’ve loved being your husband these past eight years and your partner the past eleven. Whatever’s next, it’s you and me and this beautiful thing between us that was planted all those years ago on a staircase in Milwaukee. I’ll never be able to account for my luck in walking by at just the right moment to change my life for the better, forever. As we look back over the hills and valleys we’ve journeyed this year to reach our Year 8 milestone, I am excited about the prospects ahead for Year 9 and beyond. You’re my everything. Happy Anniversary, Babygirl! 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜
