Tears of...

In a few hours, I will be making a ~2 hour drive to pick up my grandson for the weekend then, Xavier and I, will stay at the farm tonight and go to church in the morning with my Dad and Kay.

I know I am in need of spending time with my dad, wide open spaces in the sunshine, and having Xavier with me brings a smile to my face.

And.

Tears.

Happy tears?

Sad tears?

Yes to both.

Xavier knows his dad is in "jail" (he is now in prison) for doing something "bad" and Monica told me Xavier hasn't really said much more than that and, "I want to see my dad."

I'm scared I will burst into tears the moment I have Xavier in my arms.

My dad's health is slowly declining and it's becoming more difficult for him to move about.

I am thrilled beyond measure that Xavier and I will be spending time with people who love us and whom we love in return.