A is for Aero

My mom has the gift of foresight, for better or for worse. My younger sister has it too. I think it amounts to a willingness to receive....

Anyhow, I was riding the bus from Seattle  after work as was staring out the window, daydreaming and thinking of names that begin with A. I've always been a fan of vowel names and even more so now that my name starts with A. Anyways, I was trying to think of neutral, unique A names and I stumbled upon Aero. I was lukewarm to it and rolled it around my mouth while staring at the freeway flying by.

When I spoke it a third time, I had a premonition. Or that's what I like to call it.

I saw the image of a kid, of about three or four years and they were stretched above my head in classic airplane mode. They were fine-boned, brown skinned, with straight-ish dark brown hair in a bowl cut had a fierce look of joy on their face. They had their arms outstretched as if to take flight and said, "Aero-plane!" as I said Aero for the third time.

I have a feeling this is either my kiddo or a kiddo that's going to play a big part in my life.

I can't wait to meet them.