A couple of years ago, I rode my car thorugh Austria, Germany, Denmark and finally Sweden to start the fall term at the University of Skövde. I don’t remember everything about the trip but one thing I do. It was a song in fact and while I probably didn’t understand its meaning back then, I do now. It was about welcoming someone with arms wide open, a song composed for a baby yet unborn. Now it’s my time, my turn, our turn. Astrid and I have created life. It’s a long shot from riding to Sweden, it’s a long shot from I who I used to be, to who I am – and an even longer shot to who I wish I could be. A baby is god’s opinion that the world should go on, they say and I hope that is true for that little being that moved right in fornt of my eyes on the ultrasound images. To be told that you will be father is one thing, to see your unborn child moving and hearing its heartbeat a whole different story. For the first time since I was told I felt that this one is for real. I don’t think that anyone could tell or teach you how to feel. My life is taking an unexpected but welcome turn, a turn that is life-changing (I have been told!). All I can think of right now, that this little being – Astrid’s and my child – will be welcomed to this world with all the love we have to give and arms wide open. If there is two things I want to pass on to it, it’d be the love and the opportunities I have given my those who love me.
I believe.