One of my favorite pictures is that of my niece Jeridee around the age of three, sitting on a child-size easy chair. She is wearing a red and white checkered shirt and denim overalls. Her long brown hair is in two braids tied with red ribbons. She has a huge smile on her face. Every time I come across that picture, my heart melts all over again and I can't help smiling
back at the little girl in the picture. Needless to say, she had me wrapped around her little finger from the day she was born and I held her in the hospital. Jeridee and I share that special bond that aunts and nieces have. Where have the years gone?
This week, I was emailed a picture that has
melted my heart once again – that of Jeridee’s little girl, who was born two
weeks ago. This little girl is dressed
in pink, laying on a pink ruffled quilt with a pink head band on her little
bald head. I can’t believe that little
girl with the braids in the picture is now a mother herself. Time certainly does march on and life
continues to move forward (sometimes too quickly).
So it is that our family received the
precious gift of another baby girl. Jeridee and her husband became the proud
parents of Maelle Calixte. This is their
first child and it was not an easy journey into parenthood for them. The end result, however, was worth the months
of disappointment, frustration and sadness.
This little girl is perfect.
When Jeridee and her husband picked out the
middle for their new daughter, they chose it because they liked it and it went
so well with her first name, and because
both names are very French which appealed to the couple. In one of life’s funny little quirks, Jeridee was not aware that Calixte was the
first name of her great-grandfather! She
was surprised when her mother told her this.
So, although it was not intended, little Maelle carries the name of her
great-great grand-father and that shared name is now a connection between
generations, a reminder of where we come from and who our ancestors are. When she is old enough and sees pictures and
hears stories of this ancestor who has the same name as her, she will feel the
bond of family – even though that family member came and went many years before
she was born. We, the rest of her
family, now have a reason to hang on to our memories of him, the pictures we
have and the stories we know because suddenly it is important for her to know
and we feel the responsibility of sharing this with her. I never realized before this how a name can
connect generations and encourage families to keep the memories alive of those
no longer with us. My sister ( Jeridee’s
mother) and I have many memories of our grandfather which we will share with
Maelle.
As we welcome Maelle, this treasured gift, into
our family and look forward to her future, we also look back into the past and
acknowledge those who walked the path before us. A new child in our family, a new reason to
reflect on our ancestors . . . it’s a
good thing.