My niece just gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. She is the fourth born from of this second generation, but the first I feel so connected to (I'll admit when the first niece gave birth, that realization that I was a grand-aunt - not just an aunt - hit me in the solar plexus!)
After the first two nieces (and a nephew) started families, I began to feel old. But somehow, somewhere around this middle-aged birthday, I began to realize that the fact that I was still alive was a big deal! These little ones made me feel more alive - made me realize that age is a number, and I'm still here, and not planning on leaving this planet any time soon. I want to know them, and I want them to know their crazy great aunt - the one with several marriages under her belt. The one who works in technology AND the humanities, and doesn't see anything strange about that.
The one who continues to carve out her future with every choice she makes.
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