My Grandson (and Every Baby) is a Miracle
It’s overwhelming to think of what it takes to get us here
My grandson was born the morning of January 11, 2023. My daughter-in-law gave me a beautiful granddaughter from her previous marriage, age five, but the birth of my grandson has hit me in a very different way.
I remember looking into his father’s, my son’s, eyes the day he was born. And I remember how in awe I was that my body created this tiny little being. Grew him from scratch into a living breathing human. And every day, as he and eventually his little brother grew, I continued to be in awe of how incredible their existence was.
But now… I look at my grandson. And the awe is bigger. Because now I’m not just amazed that women grow beautiful human beings (with assistance from men, of course; not trying to leave the men out). Instead, I’m struck by the series of events that had to take place in order for each and every one of us to be here today, as the people we are.
And I mean that literally: that series of events HAD to happen.
Every Decision and One Decision
Every choice my son made in his life led him to this moment. To the woman who became his wife, to having a beautiful daughter and now a son. The job he chose, the trade…
