"Guetter"

Wednesday, Jan 20th, 2010 6:25pm
As I walked into the bowling ally, I heard my favorite song from Anthony David.  "Words", A familiar ring tone from my lovely girlfriend.  I answered the phone to with a hop in my step.  A couple days away from my first cruise and life was grand.

The tears on the other side of the phone troubled me.  At first I thought it was her father, who had recently had surgery on his ailing back, but a while new world awaited the other end of this call.
"Is everything ok?", I asked.
"Yes...... I need you here" she says.
"Babes... is everything ok....is your dad ok" I replied.
" Yes... I just need you here, now", she muddled out mixed with sniffles and tears.
"Are you pregnant....." I asked.  Silence.  "Babes....Are you pregnant", I inquired.
"Yes.... I just need you here"


Needless to say my night of bowling ended abruptly and I was on the 417 headed north to Deltona.  How... Why.... OMG..... I'm going to be a daddy!!  These are a list of  thoughts that came into my mind on the way.   Gathering my composure, I relented and accepted this gift from above.

As I arrived Mandi waited with tears in her eyes.  Anxious and nervous, she eagerly awaited my arrival as though we had been separated by thousands of miles.  The short journey only took 30 minutes, but this was a car ride I will always remember.  We embraced, and cried, and smiled, and cried, and paced, and cried.... a lot of tears... all of joy

Fast forward to present day.  I look over and see one of the most beautiful women I have ever met carrying our child.  We wait... sometimes patiently and sometimes not.  Stubbornly our little girl is in her 38th week of development.  Still curled up in a amniotic sac, protected by her mother's loving care.  Her appearance is greatly anticipated and will be welcomed by friends and family all over the world.  The name of Kaia Grace King will uttered in many mouths and foreign tongues.  With such herald and anticipation....we wait. 

Patients is a virtue, but it can be a never ending curse as well.  In Savannah GA they have a statue of a woman who waved home sailors... hoping and waiting for her true love to return.  I too am waving a flag waiting for my little angel to arrive.  Many months have passed since that life changing call. yet still, my passion and desire to welcome home this gift from God has only grown into a fanatical obsession.  How long must I wait on this shore?  Yes patients is a virtue, one I have not mastered.