On Change

And how we might learn to embrace it

Sometimes it fills me with dread to see pictures of kids whose diapers I once changed draped in a cap and gown. Of course, I’m proud of them, and obviously would never wish upon them the tragedy of baby food forever.

But watching them morph into grown folks sometimes unravels me. As they change, so do I, so do we. My older son Kai now can reach top shelf…