Torn in half
Dad is on Hospice now. My daughter is 2 weeks away from her due date. Happy - sad. I have two extremes in my life right now. I have decided not to let either run into the other. I will be sad for my dad when the time comes and be elated for my grandchild when he arrives. We believe in a Kingdom that will bring us all together one day and that hope resides deep within me to carry me through the hard times. I have a job with heavy deadlines - the newspaper business is not stress free - it has its moments but it keeps my mind occupied. I need that. I am excited to teach the little one new things - mom mom things and to introduce him to a world of exciting realms. I have already derived a mental list a creative bin all divvied into age categories. I am excited and fearful for this little guy coming into a world that is so jumbled. But I will welcome him with hugs and kisses and squeezes. I will rest on that for now. Dad will meet him I hope - if not it will be my dut