Someone I love very much celebrated his 70th birthday a few days ago. While thinking back over the years since he was born something came to me that I had not thought of before. He was one of the first babies I ever held. I was a teenager when he was born. The last baby I held years later was one of the many babies I cared for as a caregiver of children.

I am so blessed to have had the privilege of caring for and loving many children. It serves us well to follow our calling in life.