The circle of life

Before I run the risk of becoming Timon and wailing

"Ingonyama
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala"
(which means a lion and a leopard come to this open place, apparently!)

I just took a walk to the window where my next door neighbours bed was. It's Sunday morning, the car park is empty (heaven forbid!)
When one car pulled in. A man got out and opened the back door to take out a baby seat. He almost skipped cross the car park heading towards maternity. I remember doing exactly the same thing to fetch Flynn.
One in, one out. One life ending, another one beginning. An old lady no longer in pain and a newborn baby about to experience everything new that the world offers.
Kind of how it should be.