That’s his name; born 7 minutes to 11 p.m., December 13th, weighing 7 lbs 8 oz., to DeAnna & Kip Schaefer. His full name is Hudson David Schaefer. David seems to be a favorite of my families, but it hasn’t made it to the first name yet. My mother had wanted to call my brother David, but my father’s choice of Ronald won over David, and so David got seconds. Kip, his brother Brett and Cole, one of his sons all have David as the middle name, and I’ve wondered about this David that lurks in the middle of all these men. I too have always liked the name and I am fond of many of the David’s I have encountered in my life.
I love the name Hudson too. It holds a lot of volume and strength in it, and being that he's born in New York City, where the Hudson River flows, makes it even more meaningful. It's an uncommon and interesting name and of course it calls to mind Rock Hudson, so a handsome man is to be expected, and well it's a given with the good looks of his parents. And even beyond good looks, not only speaking as a proud aunt, Kip & DeAnna are both solid yet fluid people. To me they are the golden.
During the last portion of his 23 hours descent through the birth canal I was making art, doing Continuum, Reiki and with him and DeAnna in spirit. All the while I was thinking about his coming and ultimately about how miraculous birth is; how we all grow out of each other from seeds and how it is from that colossal opening, which stretches us beyond what we think we can endure, that new life emerges. The pain is inherent in the process of becoming and after the pushing, the letting go is what takes us through the portal to the other side.
Anyway, a warm welcome to you, Hudson David Schaefer!!!