There was a time, not so long ago, when just looking at this photo would have induced sweaty palms and terror in my heart. But now I look at this little guy – well, he is not little at all – and think, awwww, how cute. How did this happen? My daughter will soon be moving out, she will be getting her own apartment. She will take little fish-face with her. I will actually miss him. Weird!
The love-fest continues at work. I actually was embarrassed by it yesterday. My predecessor and I visited one of the units where there happened to be several of my old buddies. They ran over and hugged me. One is a fellow AA member and she whispered in my ear that she just celebrated 24 years – I told her I am about to celebrate 29. Later in the day, one of the court-appointed attorneys was in the office. I snuck up behind him and patted him on the shoulder. When he turned around he couldn’t believe it was me. Hugs, kisses, exclamations of surprise and happiness abounded.
It’s just roots. That’s all. I grew up in that place. And I plan to grow old there too. The grouchiness will return, I know that. But for now, I am so relieved and happy to be in a place where I belong – on a profound level. It’s just so good.
It’s not time yet to grouse about the hours or the fact that I need to wear my name badge at all times. I will buy (another) pretty lanyard and get used to it. I should get my keys today!