April 12, 2003

Lamaze Wedding

We're going to a wedding today. We will drive an hour, back into our past, to the small town where our son was born. The bride was born three weeks after our son. We met the bride's parents in the Lamaze class where we learned "hoo haa" breathing and "don't push-- blow". Mom and dad of the bride became our friends, and even though we've all moved away and back again, we've kept in touch. There is a symmetry here, a resolution not common in our tattered lives. I don't usually cry at weddings, but today...

Posted by fred1st at April 12, 2003 06:09 AM | TrackBack
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Beautiful transition from young marrieds to experienced adulthood.

Posted by: Da Goddess at April 13, 2003 12:34 AM

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