Old Life...New Life

We buried my grandmother yesterday. Although it was a solemn occasion, I found it hard to be sad when I could see the precious, hopeful face of my new son. I miss my grandmother, of course (in fact, as she's aged she hasn't quite been herself, so I guess I've missed her for at least the last year or so), but I came away from the funeral very "okay" with her passing. One life complete and gone, another new and just beginning. My hopes are for Nathan; I pray that his life will be long, as my grandmother's was, and that he will have many friends and family around him.