Happy Birthday
The only thing on my mind today is my daughter's birthday. Elizabeth was born on this date 51 years ago. Doesn't seem possible. Today she is the mother of two college girls, one a senior, the other a freshman. Two young women preparing to step out into the world with the hopes and dreams made possible by their mom and dad. Those dreams are theirs, of course, but the nurture the came before is colossal but subtle.
We build our lives one day at a time while each of those days is an hourly construction. Little by little life is lived and assembled. We are not always aware of the machinations or the why. But they are there just the same.
The age of 51 is young to me these days, but to Liz it may seem impossibly old. Just wait for 79 my dear!
For a parent it is easy to cast the mind back through the years. It is not, easy, to understand the passage of all that time. What happened when, and to what consequence? What came next and why? How are all these things related. And what does it all mean for the longer-term future?
The outline of one's life is one thing. Living it fully is quite another. From my perspective as a parent, Liz and Dan are doing just fine.
Happy Birthday, Liz. Savor your accomplishments,
November 8, 2022
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