Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Mouthfuls of Bittersweet
We have a lot of "celebrations" that aren't quite like they are "supposed to be."
To hold my granddaughter for the first time was an amazing moment -- a precious gift of new life and sweet indeed. But to see how young her parents are, how difficult their challenges will be, how convoluted and complicated their lives are now and will be for some time... not so sweet. As I have said to anyone who asks, "the baby is perfect even if the situation isn't." Bittersweet.
Our son Mike finished high school this week. There will be no open house or party.... he is in jail and instead of diploma handed to him as he stands in a black robe ... a piece of paper comes to the house announcing he completed his GED. Bittersweet.
Our oldest son got engaged to a girl we really like, he's a college grad, and a teacher. We are very proud of him. But he seldom calls and visits only on holidays even though they are only 90 minutes away. Bittersweet.
I could go on, but you're getting the picture. There are small joys and victories but they aren't quite like everyone else's. And while we want to truly embrace them, we do so with a bit of apprehension.
But don't you think that her peacefulness is contagious? I even look better and more calm holding her...