V-3

Sometimes in life, you spend days, or weeks, waiting for a phone call. Usually, if there is anybody in a very delicate situation, it is a call you do not want to get, ever, because it will definitely bring very bad news. At other times, it is the opposite, for instance if there is a small shawarma, as the home poets say, about to arrive. The first ones always find you. It looks like it is more difficult for the second type, especially if according to all the estimates, there were still two weeks left.

That is what happened to me yesterday. By chance, via Facebook, I got the news of the big event, or the happy circumstance. It can be a little cold that way, but that is how things are. A few minutes later, I got the confirmation via chat through the same poet mentioned above and, a few seconds later, a picture sent from the cellphone of the, I guess, happy father. One more joins the party!.

And I am so far again.

Well, for a name so rare, it is the most common one in the family.