Thursday, January 20th — Tawnya’s birthday, although I didn’t get to see her for long. With its vigil the night before, it was one of the most transformative days of my life. We got the return on premium from when I switched car insurance companies last summer. It was a hefty sum if you know anything about mutual insurance companies and subscriber savings accounts, then you know what I’m talking about. Aaron and Brit came up from Nashville. They said Britni wanted to celebrate her birthday and Tawnya’s birthday with family, and Aaron needed a break from work. We were sitting in my Mom’s living room after I got off work at 8 p.m. (working 12 – 8 all week for Jason Campbell who is in the hospital).
Aaron passed out “presents” to everyone, which contained little onesies with various phrases on them, along with black and white ultrasound pictures showing what appears to be my grandson. My fingers are shaking as I write that because it is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever typed. Tawnya and I are going to be grandparents. The test they had done said it is a boy, and his name is Gatlin David Garlits. May God protect and guide him from this day forward. This news is like a light in a dark place.
Last year and the one before were so awful in many respects. This seems like a new beginning. I also found out yesterday that I’m going to day shift on Monday, and Tawnya found out that she is having surgery on her foot this coming Friday. That seems like a downer, but it is actually good news. They found a ligament she tore that, once repaired, should solve the problems she’s had with her feet. I wish my dad had lived long enough to have seen Gatlin, but I’ll be there in his stead. My heart is full.