Tuesday, April 13, 2010
A Different Wait
This wait is different. I know your face. I imagine your laugh, gosh I hope you are laughing. So much has happened in your short three years of life. I wonder what you are doing, who you are playing with? What your favorite food is? Are you sleeping through the night? I lie in bed and all these thoughts run through my head. My mind races. The things I need to do to get ready for you to come home. Painting a bedroom, figuring out the "theme" for the room. I think about getting to know you, how hard, how easy that will be. If you'll understand me, if I'll understand you. I'm waiting, but this wait is different.