Is anyone else old enough to remember this series of symbols? They were hand-written on a chalkboard while a voice intoned their meaning (man, woman, birth, death, infinity) at the beginning of every episode of the television series "Ben Casey."
This morning I awoke to the happy news that Evelyn Suzanne had been born to friends of our kids. I'd made her a quilt a couple of months ago. It was a joyful start to what would be a hard morning.
Out I went, then, to attend the funeral of my Circle sister's husband. He'd been one of the first people we'd met when we joined our church so many years ago, a guy who always had a twinkle in his eye. I sat with Circle sisters and reflected that Marlise is the third of us to have been widowed, and how important the support of long-time friends is at these times.
Ran a couple of errands afterward and then came home to learn that a friend's much-anticipated grandbaby had been born this morning; welcome to the world, Alma Eleanora!
Man, woman. Birth, death. Joy, sorrow. Ecclesiastes.