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Edit: sorry for the double post, it has been remedied.
I didnt post yesterday... it was the 11th.
Nicolai has been keeping me busy. Its a shame that I've got to give him back to Keri tommorrow.
Children are the most amazing spirits. They have the ability to keep you young inside and realize there are more things in this world other than your stock, bonds and anything else you're worried about.
He and I went to a candle light memorial in downtown LA last night. We also picked up a tribute book to NYPD and FDNY and looked at it together. He's too young to be exposed to the towers and all the stuff that was going on about it yesterday, so, I didn't turn on the TV, except to watch President Bush's speech at 9:01. Nicolai was sleeping by then. I ended up not watching the speech, but going upstairs and watching him sleep. He looked so peaceful just laying there. I ended up falling asleep on the floor next to his bed.
I woke up to find Nicolai making peanut butter crackers next to me. I asked him what he was doing and he said he was making me breakfast in bed. So we shared peanut butter crackers and apple juice this morning. After that we headed down to the beach so he could play in the sand for awhile.
He's doing a good job at helping me to not linger on the fact that I miss Ash. Still, once Nicolai goes back to Keri on Friday I am considering taking a plane out to see Ash in Kansas. I won't miss any classes or any important appointments. I knew when Ash and I started this relationship that it would be forged through the terror of being long-distance. I accept that. It doesn't change the fact that the world just seems to move slower when he's not around.
For those intersted, last year when the towers were struck I was out running, listening to the news on my walkman. I stopped dead in my tracks and ran straight home to my parents' house, waking everyone up. My family is from Philly. We have uncles and cousins and friends we've lost touch with who worked in the towers or right near by. No one goes unaffected by anything of this magnitude, even if you are a lifetime away on the other coast. As soon as the air-ban was lifted, we all boarded a plane and went to NYC. I volunteered at a soup kitchen for the firefighters, my brothers did the same at other locations. My mom helped organize the countless blood-donors at one site in lower Manhattan and my dad volunteered with the phone lines at Mayor Guliani's crisis center. So that's where I was when America was attacked. To this day, I cannot watch footage of the towers fall and I have a hard time looking at the 7-story crater that was left from the rubble.
Sometimes, there just aren't enough words.
I didnt post yesterday... it was the 11th.
Nicolai has been keeping me busy. Its a shame that I've got to give him back to Keri tommorrow.
Children are the most amazing spirits. They have the ability to keep you young inside and realize there are more things in this world other than your stock, bonds and anything else you're worried about.
He and I went to a candle light memorial in downtown LA last night. We also picked up a tribute book to NYPD and FDNY and looked at it together. He's too young to be exposed to the towers and all the stuff that was going on about it yesterday, so, I didn't turn on the TV, except to watch President Bush's speech at 9:01. Nicolai was sleeping by then. I ended up not watching the speech, but going upstairs and watching him sleep. He looked so peaceful just laying there. I ended up falling asleep on the floor next to his bed.
I woke up to find Nicolai making peanut butter crackers next to me. I asked him what he was doing and he said he was making me breakfast in bed. So we shared peanut butter crackers and apple juice this morning. After that we headed down to the beach so he could play in the sand for awhile.
He's doing a good job at helping me to not linger on the fact that I miss Ash. Still, once Nicolai goes back to Keri on Friday I am considering taking a plane out to see Ash in Kansas. I won't miss any classes or any important appointments. I knew when Ash and I started this relationship that it would be forged through the terror of being long-distance. I accept that. It doesn't change the fact that the world just seems to move slower when he's not around.
For those intersted, last year when the towers were struck I was out running, listening to the news on my walkman. I stopped dead in my tracks and ran straight home to my parents' house, waking everyone up. My family is from Philly. We have uncles and cousins and friends we've lost touch with who worked in the towers or right near by. No one goes unaffected by anything of this magnitude, even if you are a lifetime away on the other coast. As soon as the air-ban was lifted, we all boarded a plane and went to NYC. I volunteered at a soup kitchen for the firefighters, my brothers did the same at other locations. My mom helped organize the countless blood-donors at one site in lower Manhattan and my dad volunteered with the phone lines at Mayor Guliani's crisis center. So that's where I was when America was attacked. To this day, I cannot watch footage of the towers fall and I have a hard time looking at the 7-story crater that was left from the rubble.
Sometimes, there just aren't enough words.