Hale Kilinahe: The Journal

DECEMBER 25, 1997 Merry Christmas, everyone. Ours was very quiet. We spent last night at the home of a calabash auntie of Ryan's and this evening at his dad's. Lots of food all around. I haven't had a whole lot of an appetite lately. I had a touch of the stomach flu last weekend. I feel better now, aside from a lingering cold. This time of the year makes me sad. I'm so grateful for what I have in my life and getting presents and thinking about my family makes me wistful for reasons that I can't quite understand myself. New Year's is worse. Until I was twenty, I sat home every New Year's eve and cried. So, it's a girl! We got the second ultrasound on Tuesday. We have a picture of her tiny face. I'm obsessed with all things baby lately. I won't feel happy until I have all my bedding and clothes together. It's so soon and I feel so unprepared. I guess nobody is ever truly prepared. Gosh, I wish I was perky. I'm also worried about my grandmother. She had a heart attack last week. She's out of ICU and she's getting an angioplasty. She's my only living grandparent, so I want her around for as long as possible and I definitely want her to see her great-granddaughter. She's such a beautiful woman in every way. I want to be just like her when I'm a grandmother. Two more weeks of work. Hallelujah. < BACK | TOP | NEXT >