“Grandpa”

January 21, 2011

I found out today I’m going to be a grandpa. No, it’s not T.J. Or the girls. It’s actually my fourth “daughter.” In 1998, Caroline and I “adopted” a family. Single mom raising three teenagers on a fixed income. Dad wasn’t around. What was originally going to be a Christmas presents offering  turned out to be a 12 year (and counting) relationship with this family. The oldest daughter, Keisha, who was just 16 when we met her, is now 28. Married with a great career, she phoned me today to tell me the great news. She’s pregnant. I answered the phone to, “hey Papa Jon” (a joke she for some reason finds funny). Great news. You’re going to be a “grandpa”. I’m eating for two.” 🙂 I don’t see her as often as I’d like. After she graduated, she moved up to Atlanta. She worked her way through college, and she made a stable life for herself. I get e-mails and phone calls a couple times a week. The relationship we have with that family has been incredible, and I’m sure Caroline is smiling at the news today.

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January 18, 2011

Volleyball practice Tuesday/Thursday 5:00-7:00

Tennis practice Monday/Wednesday/Friday 3:30-5:00

Young Life Thursdays at 6:00

Volleyball tournaments on the weekends, tennis season coming up, how is one man expected to keep up with all of this?

Long weekend

January 17, 2011

Long weekend…watched 15 volleyball matches

One of the girls lost the final game of the silver medal tournament. The other lost her first game of the bronze tournament. But I couldn’t be prouder of how both of them played. Great weekend.

Then I came home to a jury summons that must have been sent on Saturday. I should have stayed in Charleston.

January 10, 2011

Took my son back down to college on Saturday. He’s so grown up, not a little boy anymore, but he’s not quite yet a man. He’s in the molding process, and even at 19, he’s still watching me. He still looks at me to see how to judge the situation. One day, he’ll have his own kids to teach those lessons to; maybe even a son of his own. It’s great to watch him fly; while knowing that with all the pain he’s had to endure, he’s still a grounded kid.

January 4, 2011

Had a lot of time to think yesterday. I can’t be on this branch of grief forever. God, it’s hard to move along though. Caroline, you were, are, and probably will always be the greatest love of my life.