I’ve blogged on here a number of times about some of my experiences here in the US. Some good. Some bad. Some neither here nor there. Just yesterday, I was sitting at lunch with a friend and he asked me something that I’ve never really stopped to consider before. He said something to the effect of “Do you think about how things might have been had you not met and married Jennifer?”.
It’s been quite some time since my last post, but much has happened in that time. By far the biggest news is Lilyana is now a year old and walking around, making life a whole lot more difficult for Jennifer and I. Unfortunately, she has inherited our penchant for wanting to examine everything we come across, only to discard once its use has been filled. I swear she moves from one thing to the next so quickly, it’s hard for us to keep up with her. We’re constantly taking stuff off her, only to have her fix her gaze on something else. She certainly wears my patience thin at times, but I’m trying to learn how to be more patient, at least with her and Jennifer. Only Jennifer can tell you how well I’m faring in that pursuit.