After yesterday's fifth birthday celebrations (in which a horde of pint-sized pirates descended on Cannobio's Oratorio in search of treasure, chocolate cake and mischief), I walked back up the hill by starlight, hand-in-hand with my first-born at the precise anniversary of his birth. And I truly felt the resonance of this sentiment :
Making the decision to have a child - it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body.
Elizabeth Stone (1801-1883) English writer and historian.