The relationship started out complicated, to say the least. I knew him, or about him, before he met me. When I first found out about him, I wasn’t happy. To be fair, it wasn’t the idea of him that bothered me, just the timing of it all.
How was this going to work? It really was out of my hands at this point. Other people assured me that this would be wonderful. It would be love at first sight, the greatest thing that would ever happen, blah, blah, blah. I wasn’t convinced.
The only thing I could see were plans shattering and having to let go of some pre-conceived concept of a happy and successful life. It’s like when you go off course and your GPS’s voice says, “Recalculating.”
Well, as the time neared for me to meet him, I realized that I had to let some things go. I’m not a control freak, but there are some situations I think could benefit from my guidance. That was one thing I had to let go. I also came to the realization that this relationship was going to happen regardless of how I felt, so I’d better make the best of it.
I began to think about him and what it would be like to have him in my life. I knew I would love him. Would he love me? Everyone said he would, but I had to find out for myself.
Finally, the day came and it was time. Time to meet face-to-face. I prayed. I prepared. I speculated. And I waited, and waited, and waited. He wasn’t the timeliest chap, but that was okay. I knew some of his family members and they weren’t the most punctual folks either. So the waiting ritual continued.
However, just when I decided to occupy my mind with something else during the lull, my attention was drawn back to the reason I was there in the first place. Apparently he had other plans. Suddenly amidst a flurry of activity and with a lot of strangers standing between us, I saw him. Just a peek at first, but then I was able to get a better view. After what seemed like an incredibly long wait, he was finally here. We had to wait a few minutes before we could be face-to-face, but when we did, well, let’s just say, our eyes locked and it was love.
Almost instantly the disappointment, frustration, and angst I’d felt around his arrival were replaced with wonderfully new and uncharacteristically indescribable feelings.
What can I say except welcome to this crazy family and to this wonderful world, grandson.