36 and Counting…
Friday, December 11th, 2009Well, Bodie, you’re here. And I spent yesterday, your birthday, in a strange time machine, concerned about three generations of people at once.
My parents, who told me stories of my birth with tears in their eyes.
Your mother, who endured the odd sensations of C-Section, pain, and fear.
And you… who got forced into a world you didn’t know and asked to breathe.
Leaving me mostly groundless and unaware of my own age or generation in this march of time. But now I remember, and we should talk about what it means.