Andrew and I reading
Another flight, and yet another blog post coming to you from 30,000 ft. This time I’m finally headed home to Seattle. It’s been just a tad over 2 months since I initially left for Louisville for the holidays, and I’m ready to be home.
After Argentina, I spent 5 days in New York with Fil, Paul, and Jessica. I’m racking up serious mileage in their guest room, and as usual Fil showed me a great time. I had a few meetings, and got in some quality time with Gillian and a few other friends in the city.
From there I headed to Chicago to celebrate my nephew’s 2nd birthday at my sister’s house. We had 9 people sleeping in my sister’s small 2 bedroom place but it was fantastic to be with my family again. My grandma passed away the previous week, and because of my flight schedule coming back from Argentina, I was unable to make the funeral in California. It was a harsh reminder of the costs of living far from my family, but made seeing them all the better. After only 2 months away from my nephew Andrew, he’d once again surprised me with how much a kid can grow up in a few short months. He now calls me “Cehg” instead of just “Guh” and just about anything he does makes me smile.
Andrew and I playing in his new tent.
Andrew trying to wake me up.
