Addition and Subtraction

Subtraction/Addition

Our family unit has continued to change over the past year.  Son’s wedding in September added a special girl to our fold.  The sad passing of his dad at the end of the year brought considerable grief to everyone, especially M & D.  Unfortunately that first year is the worst.  If you have gone through it you understand.   Although I have only heard of a few outbursts, I’m sure there have been many.

Well last week we got the call.  THE call.  They are having a baby!  I was dumbfounded when he told me.  Not because of anything other than I thought they would wait.  But, anytime is a good time as far as grandparents are concerned.  I am elated.  They are ecstatic.  “D” is yelling ‘I’m going to be an aunt’.  Something she has waiting so long for.  Let’s face it, her children range in age from 15 – 12.  So it’s been a few years since we had a little one…. Plus ‘M’ is 34….  So he feels like it’s time.  I agree!

Now, here is the kicker…. I was asked, ‘mom wouldn’t it be wild if the baby was born on the 31^st of December?’  That is the day his dad died..  That truly would be the circle of life.

 

So many changes.  Mine included.   I am blissfully happy with ‘S’   I do not use names when I can help it.  Just know it’s good and he is a great man.  But, he himself is dealing with the loss of his wife of 22 years.  I still choke up when I watch his eyes when something comes up.  This is hard for him and rightfully so…. I try not to add any more grief to him.   This morning he was reflecting on her about something and I could see the sadness come over him.  I leaned over and whispered…… I’m sorry.  I really want him to stay.  I really like him.  But perhaps this is too soon.   I asked, you ok?   He smiled at me and answered, ‘I am in a good place, a really good place’.  My heart melted.

 

So as we begin a new month, continue the stages of grief, and welcome the news of our newest addition; I reflect on what is truly important.   You got it.  Life, how we live it, how we leave it, how we love it…  It matters;  and we only get one shot at it..