He’s Here, A Christmas Story….

I believe most people who know me would say my two favorite words are, “Go Blue”.   Well they’re up there and were the tops for a great number of years but I think “He’s Here” has overtaken the top spot.  You see when I was waiting on my grandchild, for nine months all the talk I heard centered around the baby coming, showers, due dates, checkups, how big he is, is he healthy, and the mother or baby’s needs.  But mostly the talk was of the future and the baby that’s coming.  You hear about it, you talk about it, but you can’t wrap your hands around it.  It’s like talking about Santa or the Easter Bunny, lots of talk but they never really appear.  You hear the talk talk talk but what they speak of is never with you.  100_8833An intangiable object.  The excitement in their voices is there to be sure, but still something’s missing and what is coming never seems like it will ever get here.  On April 1, 2014 I sat quietly in a hospital waiting room only a short distance down the hall from the delivery area where my Daughter and Son in Law were about to make me a Grandpa.  Only there a few minutes at best when my son in laws sister looks at her phone and says in an excited voice; “He’s Here”.  A text and photo from the delivery room announced his arrival.  It then hit me, BA-BAM!  My mind went clear as a bell with only one thought. He’s right down the hall right now.  He’s in the next room.  No more living in a state of wondering.  I can now see him in person.  I can go meet him and hold what the all the talk was of for so many months.  A Grandchild I can put my hands on.  You have no idea of how remembering hearing the words, “He’s Here” makes me feel.  Just slightly above “Go Blue”!

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