Papa and Memaw got into town last night. They drove their camper down from Michigan, and much to Beckett’s delight they were waiting for him when he got out of school yesterday afternoon. He was completely surprised to see them, and immediately gave Papa a big hug, and Memaw a kiss right smack dab square on the lips.
Beckett was in rare form last night. He was performing, showing off all of his new songs and his amazing vocabulary skills for his new audience. And as soon as Papa had taken his last bite of dinner, Beckett jumped up and demanded, “I want to go in the camper now.”
He wound up sleeping in the camper, and he wanted to be driven to school this morning in the camper, too. He is completely in awe of Papa, and follows him around like a little puppy dog. It makes my heart flutter, and also makes it break a little bit since my Daddy will never know the joy of waking up next to a smiling Beckett Berry. I miss him so much, especially at Christmas time.
I want Beckett to know his family, and feel like he’s part of something bigger than just our little beehive. When I see him with his cousins and his grandparents and aunts and uncles it reminds me of why we came back here to the South. People always ask me if I miss Hawaii, and part of me certainly do, but for the most part I don’t long for paradise. I’ve found it my own version of paradise right here in front of me.
Watching Beckett be so excited about Christmas and Santa and being with his extended family is heaven enough here on Earth for me.
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