Family Dinner at Wildfire restaurant in Oakbrook, Illinois.

Homecoming.

A homecoming dinner at Wildfire restaurant.

My new nephew and godson, Colin, was born last August while I was in Barcelona. Which means that, when I finally met him, he was fourteen months old. Fourteen months old. I guess, to him, it didn’t really matter, because he’s at the age where he won’t remember anything that was up over the past year anyways. And when we went out to dinner last week I was just another face who brought him a toy.

But, to me, it’s a little hard. Because I’m not sure if I ever will have children of my own. My nephews are all I have. These are the things that make it hard to travel full time. To be away for over a year. Plus I wasn’t able to document his first year in the way that I did with my first nephew, Dylan.

I’m still not quite sure Dylan, who was two and a half when I left, quite remembered who I am. But he would still give me a kiss on command and could hold a conversation. Well, as much of a conversation as you can have when all you can understand is “babblebabblebabble train babblebabblebabble train babblebabblebabble train…”

Apparently others can understand the other words. But I am pretty deaf.


Meeting my nephews.

Meeting my nephews.

Meeting my nephews.

Meeting my nephews.

Meeting my nephews.

Meeting my nephews.

Meeting my nephews.

Meeting my nephews.

Meeting my nephews.

Meeting my nephews.

I told Dylan to make a scary face…

Meeting my nephews.

and then a surprised face…

Meeting my nephews.

I don’t think he quite gets that game yet.

 

p.s. I ate a lot of meat that night. A. lot. of. meat. And mashed potatoes.

pork lamb and steak at Wildfire.

mashed potatoes at Wildfire.

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Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

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  • Jaime
    November 10, 2012at10:19 am

    Ahhh the TUK TUKS we bought in INDIA!!!

    Awww they are both so cute & well you are pretty…lol! Yeah I know it’s gonna be weird seeing my niece & nephew after 2 years. I know they remember me, but when I left they were so tiny & now they are gonna be so big. So happy you had a good time with yours. As for kids… you will know when the time comes.

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