Uh oh, out of breath!

Once upon a time there was... nah!

And there she was, watching the world turn ...(can you start a story like that?)

Push, push! Harder, harder Mrs.M, push. Yes, you're doing good. Harder. She's almost out. One last heave. There! (and the howl of the baby...a baby , with dark hair, dark eyes and dark skin, greeting the onlookers of the drama of creation coming to life).

Eons ago a baby howled. The warmth of a womb disrupted and the world was let loose upon the child.

Life comes of age. Life is touched. Life learns to sing, dance, love, laugh and of course hurt and cry. Life loves to make the simple complicated.

Life grows with hope. Life believes that the world is its oyster. It's this huge theater and life's got a cameo and what a cameo!

Life makes friends with other lives. Life slowly begins to understand and gets drawn into the quagmire of life itself. Inexorably drawn into the maze of love, deceit, betrayal, cunning, and the shenanigans of politics. Aah life, whither innocence!

Today life has come of age. Yet again. The child has grown.

Happy birthday to you child.

(I hate this post. Well begun,but not well written. But I'm not deleting it.)