Little Jack

Little Jack is such a joy to have. He is my youngest, at 6 months old now. I can hardly put into words how he makes me feel when I walk into a room and he responds. He tracks me with his eyes, arches his back and leans towards me. I love how he pats my face when I first pick him up. I feel a connection to him that is much bigger than this mortal life. I love to just hold him and breathe in his essence.

However, I realize that I am, in many respects, basic transportation. I like holding him and taking him with me wherever I go and no matter what I am doing. I park him in the nook of one arm and cook breakfast or do dishes or clean up the house. He likes to be with me because I take him wherever I am going and give him a perspective that he doesn’t get from others. Dalliene loves to hold him and talk to him and play with him, but she is largely stationary whereas I am constantly moving.