My kid arrives a week from tonight and will be greeted by her own mattress on the floor of the guest room and a plastic chair in the living room.
Thankfully, she's 20 years old now and child services can't be called.
I continue to live meagerly as I try to find time to get my stuff up here. Oh, there will be ice cream treats in the fridge, bottles of ice-cold Chippewa Spring water and some decent tea in my work office.
But she is among the most malleable people I've ever met, perhaps because of my wandering ways. Today I told someone that I don't travel, I just move.
Better, my kid understands that love isn't about stuff or comfort or more stuff.
Family is about spending time together and even if the circumstances are imperfect, to stay present in the moment. A couple of times as a small child, she had to accompany me to the ER as I suffered the maladies of aging. We've enjoyed our time to discuss more topics than the number of streptococcus molecules on the swab shoved into my head.
We call such times "Jackson family adventures" rather than bemoan our collective fate.
People ask, "What are you going to do?"
I can't answer truthfully (because it seems as though I don't care) but, it doesn't matter.
Oh, we're going to eat well through supper clubs and bars in the area.
We have to see anything historical, from the Freshwater Fishing Hall of Fame to the sign outside The Landing that notes how the Chippewa Flowage flooded out American Indians.
Mini-putt will be part of the itinerary, as our rivalry mirrors Woods vs. Mickelson.
Somehow she picked up from me how to be a tracker, so we're going to get to the bottom of the largest musky ever caught.
God, I haven't seen the kid in person in two years.
It doesn't matter what we do.
Peace and love unto all of you my brothers and sisters.
Excited for you to share some time with your daughter! EnjoyReplyDelete
Enjoy your visit, as both you and your “kid” will. I have no doubt. Take care. Peace.ReplyDelete
I only met the Kid briefly, that one time. She stayed with me. Kudos from the communist. Y'all have fun.ReplyDelete