November 12th 2009
It’s been a while since I updated. There’s been a lot to do since I’ve been home, and I still feel like I’m catching up with things that were neglected; having been gone for almost a month. It was worth it though. In the meantime, I think I happened to discover the secret to the appeal of Twitter and Facebook: you only have to write a few lines and you’re done! For some reason, writing a blog post seems to require writing something of real value and fore thought… and time.
Anyways, traveling was great! My friend Jason and I went to New York City, Washington DC, Portland, OR, and Chicago. Each city really had a lot to offer, but I have to say that I really fell in love with New York. Under different circumstances, I would move there tomorrow. I don’t know that I would stay there forever, but to experience it for a while would be a thrill.
DC and Chicago were also fantastic. These cities have some of the most amazing sights, people, and food in the world. I was also really impressed by their pride of ownership; the people seem to want to make their city great.
Of course we had many adventures along the way, but to go into detail here would take way too much time typing. If you want to go out for coffee and some stimulating conversation, I’d be happy to tell you all about it sometime.
After asking about the trips, most people have been asking about Kai. He’s almost 3 1/2 now! He’s really developed a sense of humor. It’s as if he understands comic nuances like timing and irony. He’s actually really funny; not just for a three year old. I think he’s discovered he can get more attention that way, and he might even be becoming somewhat of a class clown. His pre-school friends get so excited when he shows up (usually late) to school.
He’s having as much fun as any three year old might be having, but he’s also starting to become more aware of the fact that all his friends have mommies and he doesn’t. He still asks for “Mommy” almost every day even though he knows she’s gone. I don’t know where he comes up with some of the stuff he says, but he tries so hard to express his feelings. For example, the other day he said, “Dadoo, my heart is gone. It’s looking for my Mommy,” or “my heart hurts because it can’t find my Mommy.” Sometimes he pretends that his stuffed animals are sad because their mommy died too. It never ceases to break my heart over and over again. The one positive aspect (so I’ve been told) is that at least he is able to talk about it…
As for me, I’m keeping busy.
P.S. Yesterday was 6 months…