I took a trip home a couple weeks ago. Who could blame me? I have a new son, and I couldn't wait any longer to see him. And yes, that meant staying for only one day, after getting there late at night, and having to leave at the crack of dawn the day after next. But it was worth it to see Walter, and Henrik and Lin of course.
I feel dirty. Well, I feel like I've wronged my team and a friend. It's not that I would ever wish this on Rick, but it's almost a relief to not be making the playoffs. I know, I'm supposed to be a team player and want to run for the cup... But I miss my family so much. Sometimes I really wonder what I was thinking in signing across the continent. It's times like that when I have to go down and step out onto the ice, just so I don't give up and go home. Rick, this is no offense to you, and thank you so much for being my friend through all this.
I don't want to continue the depressive rate this entry is proceeding at. So let me all direct you to henrik's journal,
h_sedin and you can see pictures of Walter there if you haven't already.