|♥ with my younger brother in 1983 ♥|
Friday, November 15, 2013
The happiest days are when babies come. ~ Melanie to Mammy in Gone with the Wind
A text message from my younger brother woke me up this morning. His baby is due tonight, his wife is now in labor, and my first text back was "Wow! My baby brother!" before I gathered my wits and wrote a little more. I've received a couple more messages from him since then, my mom's called me once, and with emails and phone calls and texts and prayers--and later, for the locals, hospital visits--we're all sending each other love and wishing my brother, his wife, and their baby a smooth night. Surely, the baby already knows and feels she's part of this sweet family. Surely, my grandparents are watching over us all and are here with us in their way. I walked over to Rite Aid a few hours ago to buy this year's Christmas cards--buy one pack, get two packs free!--and started crying as I walked back, thinking about tonight and how it changes and expands and deepens all these bonds. Ah, dear family! So much love!