GIRL, I AM FALLING FOR YOU LIKE THERE AINT NO AUTUMN!!!
click on the photo for more glamour shots of Allison.
and here's a song for the babygirl.
Looking at my niece through photographs make me wonder:
How do people living far from home deal with missing their newborn child's birth and growth? When Senator John Kerry made the faux-pas comment on soldiers in Iraq being uneducated, an enlisted soldier - a college graduate pursuing an MBA -
responded to Kerry by stating he is "Somebody who is watching his daughter grow up in photographs so that you can have the right to say whatever you want about him." My fists pump when I observe conviction in other people, especially when the person is willing to watch his own babygirl grow up only when he opens his laptop. No hugs, no kisses, no bedtime stories, no trips to Rite Aid for ice cream. How can you deal with that? I would die inside.
Then I realize this is closer than I ... uh ... realize. (Dr Evil moment) Some time ago, a stand-by ticket from Korea to Philadelphia went through (at half-price, I believe) and the ticket holder bolted for the Land of Opportunties. This person, a good-looking young man, would spend two years there, on his own, studying at a world-reknown seminary while reading how his three babies were growing up from the penned words of his young wife back in Korea.
Dad said he couldn't bear it. He conquered a foreign language, grasped an impossible science called theology, settled down into the simple bachelor's life (again), and even had two dogs to keep him company in his tiny book-filled studio. But he was missing Mom, my sisters and me. Dad said it was a miserable time for him, that he missed us so much. I was about five months old when he left, and he wouldn't see me again until I was two or three.
Mom raised the three of us. Of course, it's good when her dad - my
wae-hal-ah-bu-jee- is LOADED, so it wasn't much of a burden for her to raise three of us at a MANSION of a house (back then in the early '80s of Korea). But still, your man, the father of your three young children, is off in a distant country. How in the world can you deal with that for two years?
My old man is the man. And aint no mama like my mama. One of my life goals is to write a book dedicated to them (hopefully a college economics textbook). Or at least send them on a cruise. But I already know they'll complain about the food on the cruise, no matter how good it is. As long as they can make kimchi-jeegae on a portable stove in their room, they'll enjoy the cruise...
Comments (3)
aw cute, daughter, niece?
tis the life of the pioneers of faith :)
portable stove in a boat? boy... didnt you hear about the lady who set of the smoke detector after lighting a match because she farted in the plane? haha that was a funny one ^__^
nothing beats a portable stove.
it was funny because i think about sending my parents on a cruise, too, or dedicating a book after them (though, not an econ testbook), but I always strike down the cruise idea because they'd be bored our of their minds.