35 years?… time flies
'A whole lotta life' …
has been lived in these past 35 years, and it has been a ride filled with precious moments along with a few dips in the road. AND I would never trade them.
So let’s travel back in time to February 5, 1991, when this story begins. After a high-risk pregnancy, including 5 1/2 months on bedrest, my wife delivered our daughter Erin about 10 weeks early, weighing in at a lean, mean 3 lbs. 13 oz.
Being on bed rest for 5 1/2 months, with two preschoolers? …
You can imagine, I was in over my head with my wife on strict bed rest. I was managing our house while I was working full-time, which was stressful and exhausting. But we were blessed with a good family, church, and friends who were PRICELESS in getting us to the finish line.
D-DAY ( or B-DAY) February 5, 1991:
Just after getting home around 9 p.m. on February 5th from the hospital to visit Mary with our two boys, I just put them to bed when the phone rang. It was the hospital informing me that I’d better get back right away if I want to see the birth of my daughter. So, I did, and I did.
So I got the boys up, ages 4 and 2, rushed them to Mary’s sister’s house (two blocks from the hospital), and arrived on time to be with my wife. Since Mary’s due date is not another 10 weeks, the doctor expounds excellent wisdom for the day: “Don’t push too hard, or you might shoot your baby across the room.” I think he was joking, but Mary did not take any chances.
So unto us, an 'ERIN' IS BORN,
around 11:30 pm, with no complications except that she is only 3 lbs. 13 oz. After an initial exam, Erin had her first ambulance ride to the Children's Hospital NICU in St Paul, where they specialize in caring for preemie babies. WHEW! I am glad they did, because caring for preemie babies was NOT my specialty.
After a short time at a Children's Hospital, Erin came home to be with her brothers, and our family never looked back.
We have many memories of Erin as a little girl, then off to school, and even those dreaded teen years.
No manual prepared this dad for teenage girls. THEY SCARE ME!
Fast-forward 35 years from 1991, and our little girl is a wonderful mom of two boys. Grandma Mary and I are blessed to now add more memories with these two boys.
So this is what can happen in 35 years, but are we ready for the next 35 (yikes, that would make me 103) filled with more memories and the appropriate number of potholes that are all priceless and all a gift from God.
Thank you, Jesus, for the blessing of my little girl Erin… and though she is now 35, she will always be daddy’s girl.
Jeff (proud daddy and granddaddy) Larson
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