My granddaughter was born yesterday. Ol' Hank was right when he said what he said above, I have a whole new world to live in. A world that has Atalie Jolene in it and I'll be able to give her a world in which she has a sober grandma. I am so thankful for that.
As I returned my son's phone call yesterday via Skype, I had the thought, "Hey, I don't have to try to cover up the fact that I've been drinking, or wait until I sober up a little before I make this call." I'm so thankful for that, too.
I am so full of hopes and dreams for this baby girl, and so full of hopes and dreams for me. I'm looking out at the beach as I type this and I can see her with her with her little beach bag bending over to pick up a pretty shell and then squealing and running as the cold water from the gulf rushes in to kiss her toes. I can see a bevy of well-loved dolls gathered around a little table up in the dome as Princess Atalie serves them tea up in her tower. (I've had the tiny little china tea set for years, just waiting for her to get here.)
I can see her painting a pretty pink birdhouse with lots of yellow daisies and purple butterflies to hang high in the pine trees above the tire swing at my cabin in Colorado. I see snow angels taking flight as a little angel in red boots falls back giggling, flapping arms and legs in the soft snow. I feel a sleepy head on my shoulder as the dancing flames of a campfire settle down to glowing embers.
I feel tears of joy on my cheek as I type this. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
Welcome to my new world, Atalie Jolene!