Tuesday, October 18, 2005
When in Boston...
...one is apparently compelled to take a screenshot while blogging wirelessly from the hotel lobby.
I'm here in this wondrous city in advance of some work-related meetings scheduled for tomorrow. I found a free hotspot and am sucking the daylights out of its available bandwidth.
I have so much work to do before I tuck in, but I couldn't be here and not snapshot it in some way.
Being away from home - again - reminds me of why I love being a part of it in the first place. It's an often chaotic, noisy, toy-strewn, place. But it comes with lots of little-people hugs at bedtime, and a rhythm of life that no antiseptic hotel can ever hope to replicate. I've been chatting via MSN Messenger with my wife, but it's just not the same as having a late-night mug of tea with her at the kitchen table.
My wife told me our little guy wanted to know how I was going to hug and kiss them goodnight from so far away. She said she'd give them an extra hug and kiss, and explicitly told them they were from me.
Sadly, we often miss the true value of something only after it's been out of our life for a bit. I miss my brood, and can't wait to be home so I can deliver the kisses and hugs in person.
Wherever you're travelling, please do it safely so that you can return to your own center of warmth.
Your turn: How do you bridge the distance when you have to be away from your family?