Friday, April 22, 2011
Money is funny. Money separates us more than borders, oceans and walls. Money makes the rich rich and the poor poor, but money can make the rich poor and poor rich. Money can make us friends and money can make us enemies. Money fuels governments and brings them to their knees. Some say money is the root of all evil and others think money is the best thing ever. Some people have no money at all and other have so much they don't know what to do wit it. Some people obsess their whole lives over money, even though they can't take it with them. Some people don't ever think about money their whole lives. Some people have no sense of money. Money can force people to do things they wouldn't normally do, sometimes good and sometimes terrible. Money is the driving force in many people's lives, although they may not admit it. People work for money. Some jobs pay good money, some jobs pay very little. Some people may refuse your money, while others may want more. People always counting money. Banks they want to store your money and make money from your money. Crooks they want to steal your money and waste it, spend it, or make more. Money can kill people, or at least the thought of it can. Losing money, winning money, making money, stealing money, finding money, giving money, paying money, hoarding money spending money - its enough to make your head hurt. So much money and what's the point?
So at this point, my wife is on bed rest in the hospital and it is just a matter of waiting. That is anytime over these next three weeks, approximately, my baby girl will be born. Her name will be Evangeline Noël (well the spelling of her middle name may change, but we'll see). I am really looking forward to seeing my baby girl. Sure I am also a little scared, but what new parent isn't? I supposed being a new parent makes you think all kinds of new things. I just can't wait! Although, I have a feeling someone else is wanting this happen even sooner than I am, and that's only because she's carrying the baby.
I love my wife so much and I just want her to be happy, and I certainly I hope I can make sure she is happy while she is bed ridden. I can't even begin to imagine how she must feel, being in the hospital, and at some points she will be all alone. I can't stand that thought. I want to be there for her, all the time, but I know I can't, mostly because I have to work. If it weren't for that small inconvenience I would be there in her room by her side for the rest of this trip.
I think I could've done more and been there more for this whole experience, looking back I think I did kind of a lousy job. I mean I helped her out as best I could, or at least I think I did, but I also did an awful lot of complaining, and I wish I could take that back. I kind of want to pose that advise to anyone who reads this. Don't complain, because more likely the reason your complaining is selfish or stupid, and your wife is always right, always! I mean that.
When I think about my life, I wonder what I could've possibly done to deserve this. That is, what could I have possibly have done to be so lucky. I met the love of my life, married her, and now we're having a baby. Sure there have been some obstacles along the way, but there have been so many more good things than bad things. I am overwhelmed with happiness. Even as I write this entry I find myself thinking how happy I am.