We have a Heartbeat

From the sleepless night, to pulling out into blocked traffic that required doubling back to the garage and a sprint to catch the ferry.  From the initial questionnaire with Liz, nurse graduate the year M was born, to the initial Rittenberg ultrasound with the old machine and concern over “non-viability” to the Coburg Social to St Andrew’s Church to the basement level 1 and the Spryfield necklace, Anjelique and the other varieties of combinations by which life - life! - prepares to enter the world…

There’s the baby, said Christine, or something to that effect.  I couldn’t say, my eyes were misting.  6 weeks, 2 days, 6 mm.  An unbelievable moment in time, from doubt over the “secret plans” to full steam ahead with the Doc’s blessing.  Just too much to handle in some ways without some degree of faith.  Now to get the last work needed done and get on the planes.

Time will show, and it has shown, and it incidentally didn’t take long to realize that Rittenberg channels the energy of Art Drysdale of old.  Next appointment is Nov 22, let’s see us through to that, perhaps with CONCACAF and even the World Series as optional TO drop-ins as part of this mix.  

To quote Mr. Charles, God is great…. Whoa indeed.  Whatever the spirit that should be admired in the infinite pantheon of this universe, we give praise and more welcome. Much more from across the pond anon.