Miracle of life

The memory tends to fade as you watch your children grow up. They graduate college, establish careers, get married. Then you get the word, "You're going to be a grandparent.''

After nine months of anxious anticipation, the day arrives. You wait and wait, day turns into night, and then you get the grand news. Soon enough, you are holding a baby born just minutes before. He is healthy and seems so content. His lips purse. His eyes are wide open. He is so alert, his gaze darting from you to your surroundings and back.

This is the miracle of life. The memory is rekindled.