I was reminded the other day how precious a new life is. Not only do the Brits have a new prince, but there were many other newborns on that day. For me it’s a tiny little girl in Pittsburgh born just a wee bit early. She’s the granddaughter of my best friend in high school. We did everything together. He’ll never get to see his new granddaughter because he passed away a couple of years ago, unexpectedly.
This little girl has a loving and caring family and she will always be cherished. Right now she’s a little too small to go home, but she’s getting bigger each day and will travel home soon. I think about her, then I think about my own little girl and the first time I held her. I was clueless, but I knew she would be the center of my universe. Well at least until she had her own little girl and then our worlds shifted again.
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