Deja Vu: Ellie Sophia

It has been such a rush of memory to see my littlest child, Rebecca, conceive and give birth to her first child, Ellie Sophia. I have been here before. Looking at Becca, before my grand-daughter was born, brought back memories of Katie when we lived in Placerville on Adams way. Carrying Daniel, she was such a Madonna figure. There was an aura of peace, purpose and tranquility about her that I could almost see, feel, and touch. His birth and the subsequent birth of Rebecca were the two most religious moments of my life. To see life bring forth other life was moving beyond description. Becca was just such a Madonna figure before July 16, 2012, the day of Ellie’s birth. Her expression was exalted, radiant and happy. That first, extremely chubby, reddish figure (Dan) is now thirty-two years old. Becca is thirty and now a mother, having brought her own new life into this world. How the wheel turns full circle!!! Ellie is such a composite of both the Cooper/Parrish side and the Jauregui genes. There can be no gainsaying that with a “chewpie” in her mouth, she is another Becca. How I fly back through the years when I gaze upon her! All of this is preface to the fact that now, in my sixty-first year, Life has once again filled to the brim with joy for me just as it did when my children were born. I guess that having a little human being to add yet another descendant link to the chain, is a primal and satisfying feeling. Flesh of the flesh of my flesh! What a miracle is Life! How that adds to the parade of human existence on this planet. Looking into those deep dark eyes, when I hold Ellie, is like diving into a fathomless new intelligence. Surveying the perfectly little sculpted fingers and toes and feeling those little fingers grip mine as I feed her, sensing her complete dependence on me is so moving! Knowing that I hold in my arms a new future, a new chapter, a new human story is humbling and places my Higher Power oh, so close to my heart. That little baby sends waves of power and emotion radiating out in all directions; I feel mortal, finite and yet immortal at the same time. How can that be? Answers come as feelings and emotions highlighting my existence and purpose in this life. JP 8-7-2012