Rosebud
U went into labour just after midnight last night (i.e. this morning), three days before her scheduled caesarian. U and daughter are fine, G is wandering around the hospital delirious with relief and happiness, Oma is upstairs with Ralph.
An odd thing: just after midnight last night, lying in bed, I suddenly had an urgent desire to figure out how I might get to their house in the middle of the night, and how long it would take to get there. I decided that waiting for a taxi would be slower than walking, and therefore that it would take me nearly twenty minutes from a lying start (as it were), and with that the urgency passed.
At about the same time, G was wondering who to call to take care of Ralph for the hour it would take U's cousin to drive Oma in from their house in the country; he concluded that I could not get there fast enough, and called Famous Photographer instead.
It's probably just a coincidence, but it is a very interesting one.
posted by Udge @ 13:11
6 Comments:
Yes, interesting!
Oma was my mother's name ever after her first grandchild was born in Holland. There were no other omas within our circle, so I was momentarily shocked to read her name in your blog!
I think we know, when there is a lot of emotion and a need. Impossible to replicate in a lab. The real thing has a potency to it.
Interesting writing indeed
Thanks, Steve, glad to have you aboard. Don't let my frequent anti-Microsoft tirades upset you.
and they say there are no coincidences.
it sounds like you are having wonderful adventures in your life, udge.
es freut mir. schlaff gut heute abend.
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