Dear Beanpod,
We’ve been spending a lot of time getting ready for your arrival. This will be your nursery where you’ll spend a great deal of the early days of your life. It used to be your Aunt Julia’s room, and then I kinda ruined that for her
. It was then our guest room (mostly though it was Suzie’s room – pardon her if she may still feel some sense of attachment to the place).
This room is a mess now but we’re working on it. You’re coming in 109 days or so. We’ve got time, I think…
I’ve been thinking about time a lot lately, about how all things come together in time. There is a time and a season for everything and everyone.
What I’m confronting now is the realization that with your beginning, it’s the end of something else. It’s the end of the time of my life before you. It’s a weird and amazing feeling. What did not exist will now exist.
As I stand here at the edge of the time before you, I look to glance at all around me. I look back and smile at the years and experiences behind me. I look at your Mother, and she smiles back at me. We are about to jump head first into this adventure, the adventure of you.
See you soon, our bean pod.
Love,
Your Dad


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