I wrote the following yesterday on the arrival of my grand neice, Katelyn Marie Lill whom today we welcome into this wonderful world. When I posted originally, there was some concern - now allayed, that she and her mother, Sarah, were having a difficult time. I'd written the following:
Some blossoms open in a spring still wresting with winter's unraveling cloak. My neice and her new daughter are thus buffeted today. Send gentle thoughts, your prayers perhaps - that the wind is tempered to the lamb.