The birth of a child is inspiring, it is overwhelming and it changes everything forever. The experience is affirming, loving, joyous, and righteous and so much more; it creates a bond that can never be broken. The love for a child endures, my love for my children overflows.
When Gabriel our oldest of two sons was born the experience was overwhelming. It’s difficult to put into words just how deeply I was moved. And how deeply I continue to be affected by him even though he is gone. And now, how deeply I am affected by his absence. I will never ever be the same.
As I lay sleeping with one eye open I felt the elbow to the ribs I had anticipated receiving for 9 months. As it turns out that was only the beginning of many elbows I would receive sleeping or otherwise over the course of our 27 years of marriage. And there it was, a sharp elbow to the ribs followed by Chris! Wake up! I think it’s time, my water just broke! Call a taxi! As I jumped out of bed my head was spinning. It was 3:00 AM and Tina’s water had broken. Yep, sure enough, there it was a big puddle there on the floor where she was standing at the foot of the bed. I was so excited. I was so scared. I was so happy. I changed in that moment, life as I knew it just monumentally changed in a split second. It was an overwhelming palpable feeling. Gabriel was coming and we had to get to the hospital.
So, I called that taxi.