Chain Of Choices

I wrote this song on the day my daughter called and told me she was going to have a baby.  She was not married, and her boyfriend was on his way back to prison for some illegal white collar meanderings.  When you have a child, it is such a highly charged relationship – you’re protective, but at the same time your responsibility is to instill in them the confidence to be on their own, to handle things their own way. You’re holding out your arms to ward off bad stuff, all the while reminding yourself that there is really nothing you can do but offer unconditional love and emotional support. 
It turns out there was really nothing more I needed to do.  She had her baby and is handling raising him on her own.  Her son is a pristine copy of her, special in every imaginable way.