In the beginning, Tim mattered for many reasons, not the least of which was his position as the first born of my generation within my family and that of my wife’s. As such, the hope and optimism that embraced us all, as Tim came into the world, was infectious.
When a new life first appears, it is always a time of joy not only for parents, but for everyone they touch. In this circumstance, friends and family celebrate together with gatherings and phone calls and letters from distant loved ones. Such events are universally celebrated, and as I considered this book, I wondered what story I would tell.
There is nothing unique about the advent of a child. The joy, happiness, and excitement is universally present in every culture. What, then, is special here at the place I find myself, trying to tell his story? Continue reading
