Happy Birthday Wherever You Are
My Dearest Love,
It's been a while since I wrote, I know. That does not mean that you are not in my thoughts. I miss you every day and often wish for your counsel and advice. Where you still here, I would have placed your birthday card on your pillow once you had vacated that warm place beneath the covers. Later there would be presents and perhaps a special dinner or some other activity of your choice. Today, I will make do with this letter and hold you close to my heart.
You would be happy with how your children have grown. Your son is almost as tall as me now and is beginning to show a shadow on his upper lip with small, curly hairs sprouting from the tip of his chin.
Your daughter is off to college and appears to be loving it. She usually only communicates with me when she needs a bill paid, but we got together a couple of weekends ago at a family wedding and she seemed to sincerely miss us. She says she's not crazy about going to class, but loves doing the homework. She really seems to dig the educational part of this. She's also loving the community from what I can tell. She's joining a sorority to fill the hole left when she said good-bye to her posse from high school. I will get to hear more next weekend when she will come back for a couple of days visit with friends in the Cities.
To spend the time with her, I will have to abandon your son while I am down south. This does not happen often enough to suit him. He loves it when I leave because then he gets the one bed in our temporary apartment. When I am with him, he has to bunk on the fold-out couch which is a never ending source of complaint (as is almost everything else about our living situation). So I am not too worried about leaving him on his own for a few days.
I don't know if you have been paying any attention to what's been going on back here on this little mud ball. If you have, I am sure you are appalled and what has happened to the financial markets, the housing market, and the national political cartoon that is masquerading as an electoral campaign. You might also be appalled at what I have set off to undertake, though when I originally set this particular ball rolling, the future did not look quite so catastrophic. I can't imagine a worse time to try and sell one house while embarking on an unexpectedly massive remaking of another.
There have been so many nights where I have lain awake wishing you were here to help me through this morass. Perhaps you would just box my ears instead and I have to admit that it would be understandable. I would gladly endure the most extreme punishment if only you could be here to administer it.
Well, enough of that kind of thinking. It's your birthday and I plan on spending it out in the woods with my brother doing a little bird hunting. The weather sucks for that activity, but it is a chance to catch up with that side of the family. We will probably stay overnight with my cousin at his place up the Shore. You son will blissfully sleep on a regular mattress tonight.
Tomorrow, I will spend some time investing sweat equity in the remodeling project as I undertake the cleaning of the apartment kitchen prior to the re-installation of the appliances. The boy and I hope to move into that space in about a week where he will be able to have his own room and a real bed for the rest of the remodeling duration. It's still a small space, but an improvement over our current situation.
I hope that this finds you on you travels. We miss you and send you all of our best birthday wishes.
Your love,
D.
It's been a while since I wrote, I know. That does not mean that you are not in my thoughts. I miss you every day and often wish for your counsel and advice. Where you still here, I would have placed your birthday card on your pillow once you had vacated that warm place beneath the covers. Later there would be presents and perhaps a special dinner or some other activity of your choice. Today, I will make do with this letter and hold you close to my heart.
You would be happy with how your children have grown. Your son is almost as tall as me now and is beginning to show a shadow on his upper lip with small, curly hairs sprouting from the tip of his chin.
Your daughter is off to college and appears to be loving it. She usually only communicates with me when she needs a bill paid, but we got together a couple of weekends ago at a family wedding and she seemed to sincerely miss us. She says she's not crazy about going to class, but loves doing the homework. She really seems to dig the educational part of this. She's also loving the community from what I can tell. She's joining a sorority to fill the hole left when she said good-bye to her posse from high school. I will get to hear more next weekend when she will come back for a couple of days visit with friends in the Cities.
To spend the time with her, I will have to abandon your son while I am down south. This does not happen often enough to suit him. He loves it when I leave because then he gets the one bed in our temporary apartment. When I am with him, he has to bunk on the fold-out couch which is a never ending source of complaint (as is almost everything else about our living situation). So I am not too worried about leaving him on his own for a few days.
I don't know if you have been paying any attention to what's been going on back here on this little mud ball. If you have, I am sure you are appalled and what has happened to the financial markets, the housing market, and the national political cartoon that is masquerading as an electoral campaign. You might also be appalled at what I have set off to undertake, though when I originally set this particular ball rolling, the future did not look quite so catastrophic. I can't imagine a worse time to try and sell one house while embarking on an unexpectedly massive remaking of another.
There have been so many nights where I have lain awake wishing you were here to help me through this morass. Perhaps you would just box my ears instead and I have to admit that it would be understandable. I would gladly endure the most extreme punishment if only you could be here to administer it.
Well, enough of that kind of thinking. It's your birthday and I plan on spending it out in the woods with my brother doing a little bird hunting. The weather sucks for that activity, but it is a chance to catch up with that side of the family. We will probably stay overnight with my cousin at his place up the Shore. You son will blissfully sleep on a regular mattress tonight.
Tomorrow, I will spend some time investing sweat equity in the remodeling project as I undertake the cleaning of the apartment kitchen prior to the re-installation of the appliances. The boy and I hope to move into that space in about a week where he will be able to have his own room and a real bed for the rest of the remodeling duration. It's still a small space, but an improvement over our current situation.
I hope that this finds you on you travels. We miss you and send you all of our best birthday wishes.
Your love,
D.
Copyright ©2003-2007 Phaedrous
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