June 3rd, 2020
“Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come”
There is a young woman who we love. She got engaged on Saturday, May 23rd.
She found out that she was pregnant on Memorial Day.
Timing is everything.
The child will be born into an interesting world. Things are pretty crazy right now, and I don’t expect the level of madness to change much during the next nine months. This kid is going be taking a wild ride. Guaranteed.
The young woman is already into the mom mode. She is taking vitamins. She is concerned about staying healthy. The woman is very aware that her baby’s life depends on her actions. She now has to care about the life of another person, and she knows it.
I am impressed.
Prior to this pregnancy, the young woman needed only to take care of herself. Being responsible for yourself is one level of maturity. Being responsible for the well-being of somebody else, is whole different scenario. Becoming a parent changes a person completely. The young woman is transitioning to the role of mother. That role is permanent. A woman never stops being a mother. It is a fundamental transformation.
I am watching this transformation with great interest, and I feel proud of this young woman. I feel more than just pride.
I feel an enormous amount of love for her, and for her child.