may sound stupid, but...

A few years ago, my daughter told my wife that she was pregnant and was not going to keep the child. Now, Alyssa is actually my step daughter, but she would tell you I am her dad. And so that battle for an unborn child began. Many thought I should be happy she was not having an abortion, but that thought never crossed my mind. The idea of the pain and suffering she would go through wondering about that child were more my thoughts. (I am one of those people who is always thinking ahead.) And with those thoughts I began my prayers for that child to come home. I alienated a lot of people by telling them we would have no other conversation other than the child would be here. Even as Alyssa gave the child up for a closed adoption. That my friends, was the longest 28 days of my life. This child living with someone else when I had a promise from God. But, then, on Mother's Day, she made the decision to go get him. Jacob came into this household and for months and months I just sat with him on my lap, praying his destiny into his life. Now, nearly 2 years later, she is moving out. Not far, but far enough.

He won't come up the stairs and climb on the bed and ask me to read to him. He won't come home looking for me.

May sound stupid, but sometimes being a grandfather is hard...