So I’m writing this blog post from the hospital as I wait for Erin to deliver. They’ve actually let me into her room which is pretty cool. And I’m here thinking about the cycle of things. Though it might not make sense I’m just starting to really understand that she’s going to have a baby. It’s like we’ve all become used to her pregnancy but soon she’s going to have a child, and everything was going to change, again.
And I’m
thinking about if you told me where I would be at this time last year I
wouldn’t have believed you. I wouldn’t
have believed that my friendship with her would have survived but here we are.
And I think about everyone else, and how much we’ve all changed. When we
graduated almost a year ago we were filled with promises, some of them have
been kept and others which have been forgotten.
Either
way I don’t think any of us saw this coming, and by this I mean our lives. We
always say that the future is a mystery but it is so much of one that we do not
even comprehend how much we do not know.
I think
this is a good thing, I think that if we always knew what was coming our lives
would be far too much like an episode of “That’s So Raven”, and we would spend
all of our time trying to fix our future wrongs or ensure good things happen.
If there is such thing as destiny I think we’re better off not knowing it.
The fact
of the matter is that the things that make us happy are never the things we
expect. The boy we agree to go to prom with becomes our first serious
boyfriend, our former life goal becomes a hobby, the people we expected to be
close with for the rest of our lives aren’t.
And we
have to learn to take that, to change and adapt. Here waiting for the baby to
be born, listening to mothers scream until they give birth to their screaming
children we are filled with possibility. These children have no choice being
born into this world of global warming, violence, hatred and budget cuts but
they’re here anyways. And they’re loved.
In the
end that is all any of us can ask for.
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