Any day now a wee lad will make his way into the world, and this couple will become three (plus beloved canine makes four), and our entire family will once again expand. I’ve joined the ranks of ‘the older I get the less I know’ gang, but one thing I know for sure is that love begets love. Who we love, how well we love, who loves us, and how well we are loved—life, my life, hinges on these matters. Watching these two make ready for their boy, seeing how completely they love one another and the family and friends who stand by to support and surround them, is to witness a chain of love like no other. There is no place I’d rather be, no privilege as immense to me as this—to be here with them now, awaiting the moment of our collective hearts’ expansion, when love begets love begets love yet again.
“People smile and tell me I’m the lucky one | And we’ve just begun | Think I’m gonna have a son | He will be like she and me, as free as a dove | Conceived in love | Sun is gonna shine above
And even though we ain’t got money | I’m so in love with you, honey | And everything will bring a chain of love, oh, oh, oh | In the mornin’, when I rise | You bring a tear of joy to my eyes | And tell me everything is gonna be alright.” (Loggins & Messina)
