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Wanderings This morning, one of my nieces (Dutch Baby) was baptized and I became a godmother. It was strange to be standing there as the pastor read aloud what would be expected of her family and of me ... the weight of responsibility. I do feel honored to be asked to be a part of her life in this way and I'm excited about the years to come (even though she'll probably spend a good portion of them thinking that I'm incredibly weird).
It's also kind of strange to think about the people who were my parents' friends when I was young ... people who committed to loving and caring for me simply because they loved and cared for my parents.
Now it's my turn. Four little ones and counting...