When not one but two of Rhona’s children became engaged over the Thanksgiving holiday, we nearly lost our minds with joy!

There were romantic marriage proposals and blessings too many to count, there were champagne toasts and smiles and tears and hugs and kisses ….

And then later when there was a lull in the action, there was silent reflection. After the noise and the fun, the funk and the stomp, came the middle of the night thought: “Whoa, what just happened here?”

These children have been adults for quite some time. But still, no matter how old they get, they are our babies.  No matter how much or how far they travel, we remember most the trip we took together.  When we looked at them this week, we didn’t see future brides and grooms, moms and dads, we saw our babies and felt the memories of them as tiny ones wrapped in our arms.

Time passes and life moves on and if we’re lucky, really lucky, we get days when we can see that torch being passed and we can watch those babies coming into their own with grace and strength, finding amazing life partners along the way.

And then we think about what all that time passage means for us.

Of course, if we’re smart, we don’t dwell on that too much;  instead, we get up out of bed and have a cup of tea and maybe a piece of comfort coffee cake.

Here’s to love and,  l’chaim,  to life!