Before Elijah goes to bed, he likes to explore things. Sometimes he explores his hands. Sometimes he explores his feet. Sometimes he explores Barclay’s tail. Sometimes he explores Grandpa’s face.
Elijah is curious. Everything in life is new, even if it’s old to me. Maybe especially when it’s old to me. Things like an old gnarly face.
Elijah is like a visitor in a children’s zoo or museum that allows him to touch whatever interests him. An old chin. A nose. A wrinkled neck. A light spot where the dermatologist has removed something suspicious. A mouth from which he brings words and laughter.
Elijah brings his own laughter. Especially when he doesn’t mean to. Joy is like that. “And a little child shall lead them.”
- Grandpa Gordon, Chaska, MN, December 14, 2017.
I love you and Elijah together. Fortunately he has the good sense not to make a big deal out of aging.
As Kristin says, he doesn’t discriminate. He loves exploring old faces.
And the touch of a baby’s hand is something special. It feels like the newness of the world.
It does, Marilyn. May we all feel that touch this season.
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