LATE FOR A VERY IMPORTANT DATE

I am still not very good as a blogger but I still want to keep a few people updated on our lives... so here is my sad attempt. Addison is much bigger now and already walking but i can't really post videos of her walking if you haven't seen her crawl.

Questions!

So today I was sitting in a brief. Having had no real good sleep in over two weeks. I look down and see my uniform. I glance around the room and see everyone else in their uniforms. I think to myself, "How did I get here?" and "What am I doing?". My thoughts continue, "This is not me!" After wearing these clothes and doing all that wearing them entails for over six years, you would think I would have answers to those questions, or for that matter not need to ask them at all. But really I am just on the inner tube of life, floating down the river. I don't get off because it would be a long walk back to the car. I don't even contemplate getting off. I just let the river take me. Yet, every once in awhile I actually take the time to realize where I am and what I am doing and then I am shocked a little to be this person I don't always know and never expected to be.

Two Years

Dan and I have now been on "this side of the puddle" for two years. As always, it is amazing how fast time has flown by. Yet, I miss the States, I miss my family, friends and I miss good food. I think the last item is a throw back to a fateful night in San Diego when I ate German food and then proceeded to be ill the rest of the night. I just never recovered and although I eat the local food here, I haven't gotten back to loving it like I once did. Two years is a long time, or feels like a long time, to stay away from ones home Country. We get to return for a visit in five days and I am so excited I can't sleep. It is a good way to start a New Year and even better way to start the beginning of our last year here. We can come back refreshed and ready to enjoy all that Germany and Europe have to offer.

Beautifully Bald

Addison is starting to get hair. I am happy that she will not follow in my footsteps and be bald till she is three but at the same time watching her hair grow in makes me a little sad. She is the third beautifully bald girl in my life. I would often kiss her soft head and think about the other two beautiful heads I once kissed. When everyone would tell me "she looks like you" or "she looks just like Dan" I would smile to myself and think "no, actually she looks just like my Mom and Sister". I loved when people would call her beautiful because I think it is hard to pull off beautiful with no hair, but she wasn't the first in my family to accomplish the feat. I hope that Addison takes after the other two in lots of areas in her life and I am glad that for a few months she reminded me of how much I loved those beautiful heads.

For Aunt Rachel

Addison

Dan's Garden