Tomorrow

Tomorrow is the first day of autumn.  The last week has had the feel of the season, with cooler temperatures, and now it's getting chilly at night.  Some of the trees have started to turn the color of sage.  The persimmon trees are full to almost bowing the limbs - will be a good year for the deer and possums, plenty to eat.  I love autumn, but it feels different this year.  Normally, there's a feel to it I've never been able to aptly describe...a beckoning, or perhaps a feeling of expectancy, like something is about to happen or change.  I don't get that this time.

We went to see the baby this weekend.  He has a head full of dark hair and little chubby cheeks.  And he did something I've never seen a week-old baby do.  He turned over on his side!  My daughter-in-law, Jess, tells me that larger babies seem to have more muscle, and that's the reason he could turn that way.  He's doing well now, after an admission to the hospital for tests. Because of Beth's gestational diabetes and due to being a c-section baby, the walls of his heart are a little thicker and he had some fluid in his lungs.  He had a two-day stay, and came home in time for the weekend with a clean bill of health.

Lately, when things like the baby getting sick happen and all turns out well, I know a depth of gratitude I've never felt before.