Archive | October, 2013

No manger, but wrapped in swaddling clothes

Sarah Ben and Gwen

So, it’s on to the next chapter of my life.  I’ve got a milestone birthday coming up later this month, and I became a grandfather yesterday.

It’s a miracle of good timing.  I’m finding that one more than compensates for the other.

Holding my first grandchild within hours of her birth reminded me – how could it not? – of holding her mother just minutes after her own birth.  Both times I was handed a warm bundle with an impossibly small human being inside.  The tiny blankets were wrapped so tightly that I had to be reminded how much babies love to be swaddled.

Both times – that time 30 years ago and then again yesterday – I looked down at what I was holding and cried.  Both times a girl looked back at me with surprisingly alert eyes and sized me up pretty quickly as a pushover.

I am.  And have no regrets about it.

There’s not a lot to do with a newborn except look.  And look.  And then you realize how much is happening with that look, how a powerful bond is being formed, yes, but also how a larger truth is being revealed.

In the looking there’s a recognition of the gift of life – mine well along now, and hers just beginning.

(Pictured above is my daughter Sarah, her husband Ben, and the very pink and healthy Gwendolyn.)

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(That’s me, holding the focus of everyone’s attention.)

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