Isn't he precious!
Kristin ended up being induced so we knew when Wyatt's birthday would be. I asked Henry if he ever wanted a brother and sister and he very adamantly stated "No! There is only one Henry Paul Haynes". And yes indeed there is only one Henry.
Children bring hope into our lives. They are precious, innocent and blind to the pain and hardships of the world. As adults, we unfortunately expose them to these things. Whether we mean to or not. We can try and protect our children as much as we can but it is inevitable that someday they too will feel the pain of this world. Our job is to give them the tools and strength to get through it and to teach their children that there is hope, light and love in this chaotic world.
When my dad was really sick and at home he wanted to listen to his favorite music all day. "And When I Die" by Blood Sweat and Tears was on that play list and every time it played I thought of my sister and the new baby she was carrying. My dad had asked doctors over and over again if they could just get him to June so he could meet this new baby. Unfortunately he passed away too soon. My sister will tell you that driving to his funeral the name, Benjamin Craig, came to them. I like to think my dad told them to name him that. And when I die and when I am dead, dead and gone
There'll be one child born in this world
To carry on, to carry on
Ben was that baby. Ben brought joy and life to our family that we so desperately needed. He is the constant reminder that even when things really suck and are hard, new life comes into this world to remind us that life is beautiful and people are born to carry on the legacy of the ones that go before us.
I am lucky that my son, Henry, got to know his Nana. I don't know if he really remembers him but I do know that at night he will be in bed talking and when I say "who are you talking to" he says "Nana. He came to say hi". I believe that my dad is there. That he loves his grandsons so much he would never want to miss out on their life's. The legacy of my father will be carried on by our children b/c as their mothers, Paige and I, will do everything we can to make sure they know who their Nana was and how much he loved them. I am rambling a bit but there is a point to all that I am saying. The birth of my new nephew helps to remind me that in a world with so much pain, anger, violence and sadness there is hope. A new life reminds us that we have the opportunity to make a difference in the world. To raise children to become people of faith; that are kind, generous, loving and offer grace and mercy to others. We have the chance to change the world not only by ourselves but through our children.
And when I die and when I am dead, dead and gone
There'll be one child born in this world
To carry on, to carry on
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