You may notice this post is a little tardy, while not having a computer cord may be one reason, the other is simply that it's hard for me to do justice to such an announcement. It's hard to know what to say on a blog post that doesn't inflate to the point of dismissal or disregard to the point of insignificance something as earthy yet holy as a birth of a child. As I was giving birth to Joshua (and my others), this painting returned to my mind over and over again.
In trying to find it to post, I discovered this beautiful painting and this also by Brian Kersisnik that though undiscovered by me at the time of his birth, may come to mind as vividly as the contractions or Stephen's sense of humor when I remember it (I know, I know I'm totally interpreting these paintings for my own purposes, but that's the way it is with me).
And then there was the thought that two cousins---one having shortly left this mortal world, and one shortly to enter-- were saying their final goodbyes.