October 20, 2017

I have a new grandson, born this morning at 2:50 a.m. Eastern Standard Time in Newmarket, Ontario, 6000 kms away from Dawson City. If I could, I would teleport from here to there. I’m just barely keeping myself from running out the door and down the street and not stopping until I have gathered his perfection into my arms and breathed in his essence and whispered in his ear about my unconditional love, that I will be his champion, I will hold the world back when need be, when it is crowding in on him and blocking the beauty, that I will applaud his extraordinarily ordinary moments and I won’t mind a bit if he spits up on me.

This glorious isolation has never felt so isolating, as it does this minute, where the only place I want to be is with my daughter.

Breathe, I tell myself. Breathe. But I’m not sure I can.

 

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6 Responses to October 20, 2017

  1. Kate says:

    Lucky, lucky baby boy to be born with such a grandmother as you.

  2. Liam is probably feeling the same way. 😄

  3. Sandra Brunetta says:

    Congratulations…. save up all that love and overwhelm him with it all one day. Your sweet Abby will be well protected by all these boy cousins. Biggest hug to you.

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