At 6:0o P.M. on September 9th, I leave from Washington D.C. to head home. With any luck after passing over Appalachia, vast expanses of corn and wheat, and the Rockies, I will arrive in L.A. with plenty of time to make my 11:45 connection to Auckland. Then, and this is the crazy part, after a 14 hour flight I will arrive in Auckland around 9 A.M. on September 11th.
Wait! What happened to September 10th?
I’m still not quite sure about that one. Somehow I just miss an entire day of existence. And not just any day. September 10th just happens to be the birthday of two significant people in my life. Becky, a childhood friend, and Kristen, my amazingly talented, slightly older, much more grown-up sister. Does this mean they both get to skip #29 this year? I don’t think they’d mind.
I am so excited to get back to Raglan. There is a lot waiting there for me… good surf, veggie growing, the start of summer. But most of all I cannot wait to see Nelson. I can’t explain how much I miss him. Three months is a long time. Most of it went by quickly, but these last few hours are torturous.
Thankfully I have lots to do to keep me busy. Finishing packing is the number one priority. OK, maybe cuddling the babies is number one. What are we thinking leaving these beautiful faces for another year?
Scotty and Brady