So, that's a generation. A young woman who was one week old when you first saw her grows up and 35 years later becomes a mother herself right before your very eyes.
Gabriel was born today at 9:01 PM and we toasted him with champagne sips from paper cups while his mother, who looked like the eternal madonna, put him to her breast and spoke to him endearingly, in love. His father proudly showed us into the birthing room with a grin so wide that he lifted right off the ground. This was a very good beginning, what decent people hope and pray for. The next generation became visible and knowable, the newest human in our midst, setting forth on his life's journey, wherever it may take him.
This boy, born to a mother from a line of mothers traceable back to the beginning of mankind, wriggled vigorously in the presence of his forebears, us, who came before him. Now he springs into the future, taking our lead, our cues, and our energy forward.
Long life, health and wisdom for tiny 7 lb 2 oz Gabriel and his parents. Our hands are held out to guide him and steady him on his way. To Gabriel!
Friday, August 13, 2010
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Hear! Hear!
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