Nephew D

There's someone new. Someone fresh and taking his first breathes of life.

There's Deacon. All fingers and toes accounted for. Two ears now hearing the same things we all are, and two eyes looking at the same things as I am. A wondering and inquisitive mind. A curiosity of what is all around.

Bundled up. Smiling at us smiling at him. A satisfying grin from a full belly or a fart. (What? Did you think I would make this whole thing cute and cuddly? Baby's fart and it makes them grin, which makes us laugh!)

I thought stress relief came from quiet and calm- which it comes from that too- but it can also come from holding a baby who looks up at you with big eyes and a button nose.

Deacon, grow up. Grow strong. But never grow too big to be held.
Love, Aunt Sarah