With all the mishaps, misfortunes and really stupid things I have done in my life, I count myself fortunate to have lived long enough to have seen my children grow up. Now, with the immanent birth of our first great grandchild, I am well past that mark. One of our grandsons and his wife will be having a baby girl likely tonight. Oh, what a life faces her.
Many people look pessimistically to our future. They see challenges with global warming, rising crime rates, troubles in the Middle East and all sorts of problems. Is it a wise thing to bring a child into such a world?
You bet it is!
My paternal great grandfather was born in England in 1815 and made the great journey to this new land. Just as the desperate people currently leaving North Africa for an uncertain future in Europe, it takes a great deal of courage to make such a commitment but that has been going on for thousands of years.
I never met either of my grandmothers.
My mother’s mother died in 1914, the year The Great War started in Europe. Death and destruction were everywhere followed by the great flu pandemic in 1918 which killed millions more. Old empires crumbled but from the ruins, mankind put the pieces back together in a new and better way.
My paternal grandmother, who thought the greatest invention of her lifetime was the safety pin, died in 1942, the same year I was born. . That was during the darkest days of the Second World War when Hitler seemed unstoppable. It took time, determination and the cooperation of a lot of people but that seemingly hopeless struggle was also dealt with and created a very different world.
Each of us, in our own microcosmic way, is faced with the same situation.
Yes, I am fortunate to be alive. There were many dark days in my past when death would have been most welcome.
Just like what has happened with the outer world, our inner world can also be laced with challenges and turmoil.
Coming into this uncertain world as a baby is hopefully done with lots of loving care. Beginning your life over again, as I have had to do, is also a great challenge. As grown up babies, we are not so soft and cuddly. Rather than having nothing more than our birthday suit, we come with baggage – lots of it. Headstrong ways, resentments, addictions, anxieties, and a long string of complaints and problems.
Just as the problems of the world are healed, so our those we carry with us. We can put the pieces back together in a new and better way. It does take a great deal of courage to make such a commitment, as well as determination and the cooperation of a lot of people.
That, my friends, is exactly why I write this blog. It is never too late to start your life over again.
For now, though, it is time for me to turn my attention to my family and the little one who soon will join us. May her life be filled with love and blessings with just the right amount of challenges so she might grow strong and acquire wisdom.
“No, this is not the beginning of a new chapter in my life; this is the beginning of a new book! That first book is already closed, ended, and tossed into the seas; this new book is newly opened, has just begun! Look, it is the first page! And it is a beautiful one!”
― C. JoyBell C.