Today is Hotshot’s birthday.
Hotshot is my first, from scratch, grandchild. He arrived at a dark time in my life, when storm clouds were gathering preparing to dump a torrent of pain in my life.
But Hotshot came.
He was early, almost a month before his due date. He was small. But, he was healthy. It gave me comfort to know he was here and safe. He was comforting to hold.
His mom and he came to our house. His presence comforted his grandpa.
All our grandchildren give comfort in different ways and different times.
Hotshot gave comfort in the dark time. He continues to comfort me, because every year when I remember that dark time my heart breaks a little. But, also every year, he turns a year older. It is such fun to watch him grow.
Many people thought his birthdays would be a bittersweet time for me. They are not.
Sure, the pain of the dark time returns. Did it ever really leave?
But his birthday doesn’t bring the pain or the memories of the darkness. His birthday brings happiness and joy and memories of fun times. He and his birthday shine the light on my life, banishing the dark times to the far corners.
God has graced our family with six grandchildren. Each with their own abilities and skills. Each bring joy from a different perspective.
Linking up with Lisa-Jo and the great group that participates in Five Minute Friday. The main rule is to write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking – on the topic that Lisa-Jo posts about each week.