An End With A Beginning
As our plane gathered speed and lifted off the runway, I could see out through the window the green beauty of Kenya sweeping by underneath, and I reached over and gave my wife's hand a squeeze; and she squeezed mine back in silent reply. We both were thinking the same thing---that in the two weeks she and I had been there, her womb was now carrying an African baby! This was so because she'd begun to have some of the earliest symptoms of being pregnant.I continued to look out the window as the...