Thursday, March 31, 2011
Besides mother, father, grandmother, and little-big brother, there was someone else in the room. Her name is Blue. She’s a hound who knows. Before it was time to go to the hospital, she knew our daughter’s time had come. And when she was let in to see the newest member of the family, what she so eagerly and shyly understood of him with her nose was immediately recorded in that wise, empathetic head of hers. When she greeted me afterward, she proclaimed the news. I answered with my heart. She knows that too.