09/03/2026
Some people become your friends. A very small number become family.
In May 2021, I met Nael Abouzaki.
I had just started as a prosecutor at the Henrico County Commonwealth’s Attorney’s Office. I still remember finding my office for the first time, tucked away in a hallway across from the main office.
A handful of the people there became close friends.
One of them was Nael.
He immediately started walking me around the courthouse, introducing me to judges, defense lawyers, court staff—everyone.
And he did it with this genuine excitement that made me feel like I belonged there before I had earned the right to feel that way.
Then I got to watch him work.
And I learned from him.
Nael fought for justice in a way I had never seen before.
He cared deeply.
His client wasn’t the Commonwealth.
His client wasn’t winning.
His client was justice.
And he pursued it with humility, grace, compassion, and an intensity that made everyone around him better.
Over the years, we have become close friends.
Actually, that undersells it.
There is hardly a week that goes by that we don’t talk, see each other, grab a meal, or somehow check in.
I’ve come to believe that in this life, we have the family we are born into and the family we choose.
Nael is family. And, last night, I had the privilege of being one of the people invited to celebrate his 40th birthday.
And standing there, I kept thinking about how lucky I am that five years ago, my office happened to be in that hallway.
I am better lawyer, a better friend, and a better human being because of Nael Abouzaki.
Happy 40th, brother.