Jacob Zane Moseley
Being witness to a person's first moment of life is an awe inspiring task. My recollection of the event will be his history.
Enter Jack, on September 11th in the year of 2007. Just for the fact that his birthday is 9/11 adds a certain grandeur to his birth. Not only is it a historical date, it's also Nichole's father's birthday. And as Emma was born on my birthday, it seems we are all significantly tied together in some mysterious way. These facts demand respect for fate's irony and a lot of pondering the hmmmmmmm??????
After a pleading phone call from Nichole to come to the hospital even though the event was hours away, I find myself with apprehensive attitude on my way to Thunderbird hospital. It's a big responsibility to witness birth. I get in my truck and drive to the destination that offers no parking. I circled that lot for a full 11 minutes before attempting the parking garage that sported a sign announcing it was "FULL". I took my chances. Alas, they were right. A little luck and a lot of faith allotted me a spot less than a mile's walk. I could have taken the courtesy shuttle, but I was to proud.
Once I was properly badged, bar coded and identified, I was a member of the "birthing team".
Nathan was beyond giddy. Nichole relived that the end was near. We three went through an experience that bonds human beings to the very core of our souls. Raw emotion superceeded daily mundualities. Wonder and awe dominated thoughts and conversation. Suspended faith became our path.
It was simply a celebration of life itself.
Thank you Jack!
.....or whoever you are to become. Happy Birthday Baby!
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