McLaughlin Law is 31 years in the making. My story goes something like this:
During my first semester of law school, my mom died of a heart attack. She was jogging. I did what any stubborn son (and grandson) of an Irish alcoholic would do: drank and drank.
I finished law school and then passed the Minnesota Bar Exam.
Then I wandered. I worked odd jobs—food trucks, Vietnamese kitchens, natural grocery stores, dish pits, Christmas tree farms, coffeeshops, etc. Call it a chip on my shoulder, or grief, maybe arrogance.
When I met my wife, Kate, in 2014, I stopped drinking. We soon got married. Because of my stubborn and idealistic insistence, we changed our last name to Loveeachother. I applied to graduate school in Creative Writing and we moved to Georgia. In the sweaty south, we had our first child: EllieRoo. I’ve since graduated, and experienced a significant chunk of fatherhood. I don’t know who has grown more in so few months—me or EllieRoo.
Because of EllieRoo, I now look in the mirror and see the same oval face and glasses, but now, I see myself primarily as a father—a provider, or co-provider. Fatherhood is amounting to a stern kick in the pants, a bugle call to personal responsibility.
Call it an epiphany. Nine months ago, I shaved my mane of dreadlocks. A month ago, I unzipped the dusty suit bag that housed my formal wear and began dressing for success, as they say. Yesterday, I drove to the county court to change my name back to McLaughlin.
It feels fantastic. A little absurd, given the circuitous path, but fantastic.
I’m not the typical lawyer. This isn’t the typical sales pitch. I don’t know if it’s a pitch at all. I’m a father, ultra-runner, former alcoholic, husband, swimmer, daily diarist, yogi and paleo diet enthusiast.
I share all this—the longwinded this-is-my-life-story spiel—not to say that we all make mistakes, because I don’t think anything in the above is a mistake, nor to pat myself on the back (there’s too much to do for self-congratulating).
I share all this because I think life happens, so it goes, etc. It’s how we react. How we stick together and do the best we can. How we take one day at a time. How we try to be honest with ourselves and those around us. How we try to take responsibility for our lives. How we try, we try, we try.
Therefore, yes, I would love to represent you. To be your attorney. To help you with the legal aspects of your journey. It is a journey, I’m learning. Forward, backward, side-to-side. It’s all perspective. And it’s all what’s right for you. Call, text or email me today. Your first consultation is free.