Waiting

I remember seeing a PBS cartoon a few years ago about a kid that found a ball of yarn. This was a magic ball of yarn that when the kid pulled some of the string from the ball, it would take him to a future part of his life. In other words, this kid would never have to wait for anything. If he found himself in July and wanting his Christmas presents now, all he had to do was pull the string and he would jump ahead to Christmas.

The thing is, he always found himself wanting to jump ahead in his life to see what would happen next. He wanted to be older so he could drive, he'd pull the string. He wanted to jump ahead to when he was married to his high school sweetheart, he'd pull the string. He wanted his kids to be out of diapers, he'd pull the string. It wasn't long before he found himself as an old man wondering where his life had gone. In a matter of moments, his entire life had passed, and he had missed it. He was an old man with grown kids, a wife that had passed away and trying his best to wind the string back onto the ball only to find that he couldn't go back.

Deidre and I have been waiting for what seems like ages for her pregnancy to come to fruition. Well here we are in B4 at Northside Forsyth waiting. I have a feeling it will all be over pretty quickly and I find myself wanting to soak up every bit of it. More later with maybe some pictures.