Never to return

This time last year we were in Takayama, enjoying raw beef (really!) and foliage and getting drenched in the rain. We lived in Hawaii.

Right now? We live in England. Our second child, an idea not even on the table for discussion this time last year, is going to be born any day now.

We’re still getting drenched by the rain. This is northern England, after all.

Thinking of Japan always makes me think of the movie Lost in Translation; since I spent most of the 1980s in diapers or taking naps it’s my favorite Bill Murray movie. If nothing else, this line and his happy-sad, wistful delivery drives it home for me every time:

“The most terrifying day of your life is the day the first one is born. Your life, as you know it…is gone. Never to return. But they learn how to walk, and they learn how to talk…and you want to be with them. And they turn out to be the most delightful people you will ever meet in your life.”

That. That…is exactly it.

That old life is totally, utterly blown away. But I like the one that took its place. And I bet I’ll like life with two even more. Come on, baby.


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