January 20, 2009

44 Words

Image unattributed.
Sorry, I forgot where I found this image;
I hope its owner won't mind me using it here.

Our son was eight days old when the planes hit. I sat in our livingroom, rocking him and wondering what kind of world we’d brought him into. How would I explain this to him? Today’s explaining comes easier. Still complex, but rooted in joy.

(Thanks to Melissa of
Practical Brown Bob for her inspiration.
D's staying home sick today.

Hope he'll be well enough
to watch some history with me.)


Melissa said...

Nice! I'm adding you to the blogroll from last night. Happy Inauguration Day!

Cloudscome said...

Beautiful. Lovely tie in with the life of one small but powerful boy. Cheers!