I have 7 grandchildren, six boys and one girl. This is how I felt when I watched him coming into the world.
How magnificent to see myself wrapped in the soft pink skin of my newborn grandson. In him I see the dawning sunrise of hope released in the squinched blue eyes and tiny fists. With a squall, he grabs life and demands his place by his mother, taking sustenance from her body. How marvelous to see the flesh of eternity bound in the seed of love. Darlene Estlow