Twenty years ago today, I could see it snowing from my hospital window. Snowing! In May?? But I didn’t really care, because I had much more important things on my mind. About 7:30 that evening, the long wait was over, and I held my newborn daughter in my arms. As I looked at her, I marveled at this perfect little person entrusted to our keeping–her little fists, her tiny puckered mouth, her swirl of gold-red hair, her trusting eyes.
And tonight, once again, I looked into the eyes of a newborn–my daughter’s daughter. And again I marvel. How can it have been twenty years already? Where did the time go? My little girl has a little girl of her own?
And life goes on…one generation to the next.
Tonight, our son got a picture of Amy with a BIG smile.
Tomorrow she will be four weeks old. Already.
What a beautiful gift a baby is. Thank you, Dot, for being a wonderful daughter, and for giving us a gorgeous granddaughter. Happy birthday!
God is so good!