11.18.07
Sunday Musings
As my 7 month old son, William, fell asleep in my arms earlier today I began to think about life. Having just lost my father less than 3 weeks ago I began to think about how secure William was feeling there in my arms, snuggled up against my chest as he drifted off to sleep. I thought about how someday my strong arms will become too weak to hold and protect him. And I thought about my father, and how my life would never be the same.
