Grandson just up from nap. Lingering - like his cold - in daddy’s loving, patient, all accepting embrace. Like God embraces us - when we have a cold - when we need just a few more minutes of love - before we receive the world.

Maybe loving our children - and grandchildren - is a re-education in loving ourselves (and by extension, each other.)

Maybe we need children - to remind us what love is - in all the small ways we care - share - and just ‘be’ with each other - no matter what. The moments of unanticipated loss - ache - agony - or numbness - or just plain observing what is - are all opportunities for loving - what is - with each other - no matter what.

Sigh.

Thank you God.