It's unusual for me to post on a weekend, but this morning has left me with something to say. My father left for Russia today, to go visit a missionary and help build playgrounds with some other members of the church. I won't see him for two and a half weeks. The odd thing about this is that when we said goodbye, we shook hands. It was more of a farewell between acquainted adults than a father-son interaction. I guess we're not close, and I always knew it, but it's not something you want driven home quite so obviously.
Mokalus of Borg
PS - I got up at 04:30 to see him off, and I haven't gone back to bed since.
PPS - I'll be tired on Monday for sure.
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