My younger son, Christian, turns 18 today.
His birth in Paris 18 years ago was a very emotional time for me.
When Liz was pregnant with our older son, John, we really didn’t know what we were doing… or that we would end up with a perfect new life in our lives.
It was different the second time around. I knew full well the complete miracle of life that was coming into ours.
At that time, I worked at the American Embassy in Paris and a popular French singer, Francis Cabrel, had just come out with a new album that included a song about a child’s birth.
I listened to the song over and over while Liz was pregnant. The song is about the birth of a daughter, but for me, it will always be Chris’ Song.
The part that choked me up, even today, were these lyrics.
First the hours, the days, the weeks, then the years of love.
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Christoph Schweiger 01.23.08 at 7:50 am
Isn’t it amazing how songs can bring back memories……
Brian McMorris 01.23.08 at 11:43 am
For me, the song that was big when my daughter was born in 1990 was “Itsy Bitsy Spider” by Carly Simon. That one gets me balling my head off whenever I hear it. Almost embarrassing.
Brian McMorris 01.23.08 at 11:46 am
Ohhh, lest I forget: Happy Birthday, Chris!
I don’t know you, but your dad writes a great blog, real estate or otherwise. His humanity really comes through which is why I visit often. Having a great dad is maybe the best gift of all.