Births and Deaths

It’s been a most radically emotional week. On one single day, we heard about three sudden deaths – one of them being Michele’s father, whose service is this morning in Amarillo. (Michele is the editor of Amarillo Magazine, my former boss and very dear friend.) Β For the first time since we moved, I wish I could be in Amarillo if only to be there with her, to pay my respects in person and give her a huge hug.

This is my favorite photo of us from last year. I miss her:

The other two passings were of people outside our immediate circle of influence, but if you follow the six degree theory, they’re only a step away.

Adversely, there has been a handful of wonderful arrivals – one of them being Lesli and Jimmy’s sweet baby boy. (I totally called it wrong, but who cares! He’s adorable! I wanna hold him!) Henry James was born yesterday just after midnight, albeit six weeks early, and he is doing beautifully. I don’t think my cell phone was more than an arm’s reach away all day for fear of missing a text or picture message. It looks like I won’t get to see him in person until July, but that will give he and his parents plenty of time to get acquainted.

Sweet little Henry:

The other births include a few of my former high school classmates who’ve been uploading such adorable photos of their new bundles (all girls!) on Facebook. All of these babies make me want a baby for about five minutes.

With weeks like this, it’s a wonder we’re not all completely nuts. I suppose when you ride an emotional roller coaster like this you can’t have the highest peaks without the deepest valleys.

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