3 Months And 31 Years

We have arrived on the 16th of March, 2008, and we're all enjoying life. Friday marked three months to the day, and thanks to Leap Year, thirteen weeks to the day as well for our little girl Chloe. She is downright marvelous. She is as healthy as a horse, and although not as big as a horse, she is big. She was born slightly smaller than Julia but for her first two check-ups she eked out higher numbers than her big sister at the same point in her life in height, weight and head-size. We were told at each appointment that each girl was at the 100th percentile in all three categories. I know that's impossible from my math background but what are you gonna do? They're doctors.

Today, we marked 31 years for Isabelle, the one my heart desires as much as ever. She is doing a wonderful job with our girls, and I think she is doing a wonderful job with me as well. I have been an easy one to distract since she has known me, and now I am becoming ever more moody as time goes by. I need her by my side to keep me focused, and to keep the facades of this world from detracting from spiritual reality.

Isabelle remarked that turning 31 years old didn't seem like much compared to turning 30 years old. I just turned 40 years old in October, but as I recall, 30, 40, 50, etc. are not the only hard ones. I submit that those ending in 0, 4, and 7 are all equally hard. So starting even with 24, then 27, 30, 34, 37, 40, etc. there's a subtle transition that weighs heavy on a human. I see it as mid-twenties, late twenties, early thirties, mid-thirties, late thirties, etc. This is impacted heavily by those worldly facades I mentioned earlier, but without much wisdom at those young ages they can still hit pretty hard! Comments, anyone?

I'm uploading a Julia 2007 highlight video to Google video as I blog which I hope to post here soon. Hurry back!