Mommy, Where Do I Come From?

It's too soon for our Livy to wonder the same thing all children eventually contemplate. I mean, look at her sign, she is only three glorious months old. But, I know that it's just a question of time before this child of ours wonders, "Where did I come from?"

I'm never certain what sparks that question. Is it a curious contemplation about the tactical parts of how any Human Being is created, born, and arrives on Earth? The parts that make us declare, "Icky!!," when we hear how it all happens. The mechanics of it sound horrifying when you're first told, don't they?

Or, is it the spirit beginning to become aware that it has arrived for another course of development in this Life Learning Lab?

Perhaps, a combination of both?

Or, maybe it's just the psyche's niggling need to know where it fits... to have confirmation that it 'belongs'. Is part of something. A member of the tribe. Singularly cared about and cherished.

However it comes about, our Olivia will most likely pose her questions, initially with Laura since we women seem to be the first source tapped for these deep questions. And, my Lar-Lar will consider carefully before she answers, "Well, you come from Mommy. You have my eyes. You have my pointy chin...the same chin you can see when you look at Grand Dad Glenn, and Great Aunt Holly."

She'll continue, "You have my same sunny disposition, but yours is different because you also come from Daddy. And, Daddy is after all Daddy...."

Yep, that's the answer. Olivia is a fabulous blend of the constant, sunny beauty, and depth of character of Laura. And she'll share the love of life, family, friends, value honor and loyalty, and the glory of simply being, thanks to Eric. Thanks to her Daddy.

This is Livy's fabu father. And, this picture gives you an idea why we all adore having him as part of our family. He's absolutely fun. But, in that quiet, unexpected way that really makes you hysterical when one of his pranks confirms that he's actually quite a character. Like a Scud missile....quiet, but always on target. He cracks me up!

The other reason I love Eric is that he adores both of his girls. Completely. His entire family is the center of his world. And, he's one of those men who has a magic heart. The kind that expands and expands to include more people in his love and care.

He's a cop. Sees a lot. Deals with even more. He could allow all the negative energy he deals with regularly to tarnish his view of this world. But, he doesn't allow it. Somehow, despite the daily evidence to the contrary, he realizes the beauty being alive holds. He is a gentle warrior who makes a difference every day. To all of us, certainly. But, also to the community he protects and serves.

My Dear Olivia, you come from very good energy, indeed.

Namaste' Till Next Time,

Holly aka Aunt Holly/Great Aunt Holly