Have you ever had one of those moments in your life when you realized that the course your life has taken to that point won’t work? Well yesterday hit me with one of those awakenings yesterday when Trisca told me she was pregnant. Reaction-wise, I’m combination “happy as hell” and “scared to death”. I’ve been tossing around the fact for months that I’m the oldest member of my family who has never been married and doesn’t have any kids. That’s all about to change now. To a degree, I couldn’t be happier. I really feel that we’d make a great family, but am I really worthy enough a person to take on this level of responsibility. I mean, I’m good at showing my good sides, but I’ve got negatives to have someone start practicing their knife throwing.
One thing’s for certain, my readiness is irrelevant. It’s coming, and I’m happy. If I’m not enough, God will fill in the gaps for me. Here’s where the test of faith really kicks in.
On a lighter note… Talk about the ultimate drinking buddy.