Going it alone.
To be perfectly honest with you, right now, at this moment,
I wish I was going alone. Before you sink
to scandal and intrigue, its nothing like that.
There is no one on this planet I would rather go with than Madeleine. She has been my support system and advocate for
nearly twenty years, and this will be no different. Going alone would have saved me from doing something
very difficult.
Yesterday we put our kids on a plane, one of the toughest
things I’ve ever done. They are going to
stay with our family in Arizona, whom we know love them and will care for them
as their own. We won’t have be concerned
for their well-being.
In Seattle
In Tucson - They made it - Big exhale
If I were going alone, Madeleine would be here with them and
I wouldn’t have to see or feel the uncertainty on all our faces. All the parents out there will recognize the
struggle between, knowing you must do something, not wanting to do it, trying
to stay strong so you do it and putting on a brave face, so your kids do not
see just how hard it is. They have a
way of squirming their way into your doubt if you let them. Had she stayed they wouldn't have made me face a really big question.
My youngest was having the hardest time, he is so sweet and
such a cuddle bug. The thought of not
having him next to me is hard. Leading
up to leaving for the airport he was showing signs of stress and was getting upset
really easily and clearly did not understand fully why this was happening. I kind of took it for granted that my kids understood
it was important, that this was something I had to do, and that I had to have Mommy
with me for support. It never occurred to
me why.
It is going to be hard.
I’ve said that already…many times.
That is why I need Madeleine with me.
I don’t know if I can carry that weight on my own. But why do I have to do it and why is it so important? The standard answer…people do benefit from
knowing and connecting with their past…But how (from the mind of a nine-year-old)? What are the long-term tangible benefits?
What is it that will be different for me after this? It almost feels like I’ve been spouting the top-level
reasons…I’m going to see where I come from…This only has meaning because someone
told me that is where I come from. I’m
going to experience my culture…which suggests there is an actual connection between
a physical person and their social/cultural self…as an Anthropologist I have
argued thousands...maybe only hundreds of times that culture is learned and that the culture you practice
is based on your enculturation and not your biology…In that case I am Italian American and have no link to Cambodia.
The beauty of the young is that they see through all
that. Intuitively, my kids knew they needed
more than what I was giving them… The real reason I need to connect with, and
face my past, the real reason I was willing to send my three most precious possessions
(No I don’t think I own them) on a plane and to be separated from them for
nearly three weeks… I want to be a better Daddy. I want to be a better husband and friend. I want to find what it is that I’ve been fighting
and make peace with it. It's all about my
wife and kids. I can do better, and I
can be better… So, we go, and I will make important connections, I will shed a lot
of tears, and I will experience things that I can’t even imagine.
People are always afraid of telling the world they are leaving,
so no one robs them, but everything I truly care about won’t be at home…except
my cats.
Mr. Jones & Mrs. Potter
My next post will be from Cambodia…
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