chicagodads

As mentioned previously, we’re heading to Colombia shortly. And when I say “we,” I mean my wife and I. Sans baby.

And that’s really hard. I already am feeling some separation anxiety. When I worked on the south side and had to rely on public transportation to get me to and fro work, I would come home sometimes anguished that I spent the whole day without seeing my baby. Eventually, she wouldn’t need to go to bed so early and eventually after that, that job fell through (which is too bad. Of all the teaching positions I had, that school had my favorite class and the other classes were really shaping up as something wonderful too). So, I rarely ever felt so separated from our daughter.

Note: now she’s crying. It’s almost midnight and I’m not sure what’s wrong. I’m praying that she goes to sleep on her own soon.

I’m really, really going to miss my daughter. Really am. Fortunately, my wonderful wife as well as several friends that we’re making are going with us. But I’ll miss her all the same.

Later I’ll explain the reasoning behind our going without her. But for now, it’s just enough to say that I’ll really, really miss her.

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