Lately, I’ve been going through a very surreal life experience. Over twenty-six years ago, I gave birth to my first daughter, Rebecca. It was the most wonderful time in our lives up to that date, a time of great joy and awe. It was also a time of worry and fear and uncertainty. Would we be good parents? Had I read enough books on motherhood? Were we fully prepared for all that was to come? What if we messed up? What if we did something horribly wrong?
As it turns out, Rebecca’s birth was pretty uneventful (as far as births go), and her life has been anything but uneventful, so it seems that our worries were all unfounded. Those first few days of joy and awe became a lifetime graced with joy and awe.
How beautiful it is to see that process begin to repeat itself.Read more