Too Personal

There should be the feeling of joy and love that is sugar coated with giving kisses to a newborn angel; however, it is a cloud of blah drenching me with a heavy muck that bogs me down and holds me at a distance. Maybe it is because of the inconvenience of location and having to be beholden to an outsider for a time to see my grand. This could also be caused by my perception of the reasons behind having to wait an extra two days, dragging it out to a total of four days, at the beginning of her life before I get to see her again. I am sure that I am taking things too personal and that I am assuming too much.