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My cousin gave birth to little boy Micah early this morning. It is the first child of this generation.
There was such a strange reaction, reading the news and looking over the photos. I am extremely happy for them, but there was an odd twang of grief. Perhaps it is just the recognition of the ending of an era. My cousins, sister and I are no longer the children, we've entered the stage our parents were in when I first gained ability to observe and think and keep things in memory.
Life has changed. The family's structure has changed. People have scattered. The new generation has started, and Micah will know our blood kin in a much different way than I grew up knowing.
There was such a strange reaction, reading the news and looking over the photos. I am extremely happy for them, but there was an odd twang of grief. Perhaps it is just the recognition of the ending of an era. My cousins, sister and I are no longer the children, we've entered the stage our parents were in when I first gained ability to observe and think and keep things in memory.
Life has changed. The family's structure has changed. People have scattered. The new generation has started, and Micah will know our blood kin in a much different way than I grew up knowing.