I recently found out that I am going to be an uncle. This news didn't surprise me and it didn't, originally, make me happy. I wasn't sad or mad or anything like that, I just felt like the timing was off. But, who am I to determine what is the "right time" for anyone to do anything in life?
This week, I got a call during the middle of the night from my Mom and when I woke up, I checked my voicemail and she said, "It's going to be a boy!" and I have to admit, there was an instant bolt of joy to the heart. Not because it is a little boy but just because it made it feel real. He's here, he's coming. There is a little life brewing that has all the potential in the world and I want to be a part of shaping it.
Everyone enters this world with a set of circumstances but we don't have to be defined by those forever. We can forge our own way, design a path that we never could have seen ourselves walking down. So, even though he has quite a bit of time before he arrives, I am already eagerly anticipating the arrival of little Gabriel Michael.