Yesterday I shared the news with my 95 year old Dad.
"Laura is pregnant".
A slight, soft smile crossed his face; maybe a small chuckle.
"I guess this means she's getting married", he said.
And then I explained the rest of the story. He was thoughtful, quiet, absorbing all that I told him. We sat together in silence. He wasn't upset. He wasn't overjoyed. He took it all in. He listened and ate a couple of York peppermint patties.
"I'm meditating.", he said. "I have a lot to think about."
I'll be interested in what his meditation brings forth over the coming weeks. He's such an honest man; honest but also thoughtful.
"She's a beautiful girl that Laura.", he added.