I'm now working 10 hour days. During today's lunch break I picked Naysia up from summer school, took her home, and returned to work. On the way home she talked about how tired she was, how she swallowed 3 bugs while on the track, and getting hit in the head with a basketball.
When I got home this evening about 6:30pm I checked the mailbox. Inside it was a large white envelope. Once again I rushed inside. She was asleep.
So, I waited. I had breakfast for dinner, watched Hell's Kitchen, worked on a jigsaw puzzle and got thru most of MasterChef before she began to stir. Not wanting to alarm her, (apparently I get overexcited) I waited a few minutes before mentioning the envelope. Once she appeared to be wide awake I went to the kitchen table, picked it up and took it to her. As she lay on the couch she gazed at who it was from and attempted to open with bare hands and had no luck. After a couple minutes she asked me to get the scissors, I did. She tried to cut the package open, and had no luck. I suggested pulling the package taut with one hand and cutting with the other, and still no luck. In her frustration she tossed it over for me to open. Done, with pleasure. I cut about 1/2 an inch off the side, resisted looking in, and passed it back to her. She smiled. I smiled. She turned the envelope over. It was as though sunshine poured right out~in the form of a bright yellow T-Shirt. We embraced the moment. No words were exchanged. She looked at the logo and slowly rubbed her hand along it. Also enclosed was the trip itinerary which she has read, and reread. She then very loudly burst out with, "If you do not stop taking pictures...!!!"
All the pieces are slowly coming together. Happening right before my eyes yet it's still so hard to believe that a month from today we'll be 6,368 miles apart.
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