The Beauty Of Life

Monday, February 23rd of 2009, my new niece was born. Her name is Hayden Elizabeth, and she is beautiful. For the first time, I was in the delivery room as a baby was born. People continue to ask me, "What did you think?" But there were no thoughts. Only the trick of the mind where you think you must be in a dream to expreience something so spectacular, but you're not. It's just the beauty of new life, coming into the world.

What is it that makes something so natural have such beauty? I may never understand. There were no thoughts. Only the rush of feeling. The racing of the heart, the butterflies in the stomach, the simple feeling of overwhelming excitement that consumes you.

I was experiencing all of that, but yet it was so much more. So much that I couldn't possibly put into words. I can't even begin to explain what I felt once she was born, lying there on the table, so innocent, so precious. She is God's gift to the world. Yet, a close friend told me that we should be sad when a child is born into this cruel, bloody world, and happy when someone passes away and enters the eternal greatness of heaven.

But I am overjoyed that she is here. I can hold her in my arms. I can sing softly into her ear, keep her close, tell her I love her. She is more special than she will ever know. She is precious and delicate and the most amazing thing I could ever have even imagined.

I will never forget how incredible it was to watch her be born. New life entering the word is simply amazing, yet more complicated the even the wisest of men can understand. No words can describe it.

And people continue to ask me, "What did you think?" but all I answer is, "There are no thoughts. Only incredible, indescribable feelings."