And a brand new baby boy is brought into this world.
It is a miracle. An everyday one… but a miracle nonetheless.
I’m not immune to the beauty of the event.
It makes me happy.
And today I’m packing up part of my former life.
Putting memories into boxes.
And in another part of town two wonderful people are celebrating the start of a new chapter in their lives. Celebrating moving forward.
I too need to celebrate moving forward. It’s different. It doesn’t involve a miracle. But I do see parallels.
New chapters. It’s about new chapters.