Digging through old photographs the other day, I ran across some pictures of my children when they were only a few minutes old. (They're teen-agers now.) How wonderful: little animals, bloody and helpless ... who turn into people, moment by moment, year by year, at such a glacial pace that we never think to notice. How marvelous: every one of us follows that same path. How glorious: to be a human, a parent, a child.

Wednesday, April 05, 2000 at 19:31:46 (EDT) = 2000-04-05

TopicPersonalHistory - TopicLife

(correlates: JournalBearing, FlaxenAphorisms, YouthfulExuberance, ...)