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This would be the time to give a summary of events at WriterCon, but I’m still working on that. On the other hand, the ’Con ended five days ago, so it’s time I updated my life since then.
As it happens, my ex-wife and I are getting along quite well these days, enough to make both of us wary. We married barely five months after meeting, and that didn’t work out at all, and the fact that things seem so good now just means that we truly don’t want to mess up something that’s finally a mutually enjoyable relationship. She keeps insisting that we stay friends; I don’t argue, don’t say much of anything, because I’m in no bigger hurry to push something that may do fine if allowed to find its own path. Good, for now, really good, and I’d prefer it stay that way.
She went to morning Mass with me Wednesday (even if we never reconcile, or want to, I still have hopes of making her Catholic), and then I came home. Almost as soon as I got in, I received a call from my daughter in California, asking if I could express-mail her birth certificate to her; she’s trying to join a mission trip to China and thereabouts, and — though we’d been hearing about this for a year — it’s due to begin at the end of August, which is quite a bit sooner than I had expected. I wish she was doing something else with her life, but I can’t fault her for adventurousness. And, considering my own recent international travels, and that I leave my family behind to do it, I can’t really criticize her choices. I just wish she could have gotten some college first.
I applied for my own passport once I had the mailing completed; there was a brief time when I thought I’d need one for the Alaska cruise (because we’ll be changing planes in Vancouver), but it turned out that, for now, I can get by with an official birth certificate. On the other hand, my needing the birth certificate meant I couldn’t apply for a passport just yet, because the birth certificate would have to accompany it, and I’ll be back from Alaska before the passport would arrive.
My brother has found an apartment, and will be moving out Saturday. It was sooner than he had originally planned, but I think he’s looking forward to having a place of his own again. And I’ll let him use an old TV set of mine until he can afford one of his own.
Also on Saturday, I’m due to visit the Russian lady again. I take some pleasure from her company, and I have no wish to give it up just because something might be developing between me and my ex-wife. Depending on how things proceed during the Alaska cruise, however, I may feel I have to wrap up the other relationship; past a certain point, it goes past preserving options and turns into active dishonesty. Right now, the main difference is that when I visit my ex, I can stay the night (in my daughter’s empty bedroom) rather than do a one-day turnaround. That may change. I’ll be paying attention.
This would be the time to give a summary of events at WriterCon, but I’m still working on that. On the other hand, the ’Con ended five days ago, so it’s time I updated my life since then.
As it happens, my ex-wife and I are getting along quite well these days, enough to make both of us wary. We married barely five months after meeting, and that didn’t work out at all, and the fact that things seem so good now just means that we truly don’t want to mess up something that’s finally a mutually enjoyable relationship. She keeps insisting that we stay friends; I don’t argue, don’t say much of anything, because I’m in no bigger hurry to push something that may do fine if allowed to find its own path. Good, for now, really good, and I’d prefer it stay that way.
She went to morning Mass with me Wednesday (even if we never reconcile, or want to, I still have hopes of making her Catholic), and then I came home. Almost as soon as I got in, I received a call from my daughter in California, asking if I could express-mail her birth certificate to her; she’s trying to join a mission trip to China and thereabouts, and — though we’d been hearing about this for a year — it’s due to begin at the end of August, which is quite a bit sooner than I had expected. I wish she was doing something else with her life, but I can’t fault her for adventurousness. And, considering my own recent international travels, and that I leave my family behind to do it, I can’t really criticize her choices. I just wish she could have gotten some college first.
I applied for my own passport once I had the mailing completed; there was a brief time when I thought I’d need one for the Alaska cruise (because we’ll be changing planes in Vancouver), but it turned out that, for now, I can get by with an official birth certificate. On the other hand, my needing the birth certificate meant I couldn’t apply for a passport just yet, because the birth certificate would have to accompany it, and I’ll be back from Alaska before the passport would arrive.
My brother has found an apartment, and will be moving out Saturday. It was sooner than he had originally planned, but I think he’s looking forward to having a place of his own again. And I’ll let him use an old TV set of mine until he can afford one of his own.
Also on Saturday, I’m due to visit the Russian lady again. I take some pleasure from her company, and I have no wish to give it up just because something might be developing between me and my ex-wife. Depending on how things proceed during the Alaska cruise, however, I may feel I have to wrap up the other relationship; past a certain point, it goes past preserving options and turns into active dishonesty. Right now, the main difference is that when I visit my ex, I can stay the night (in my daughter’s empty bedroom) rather than do a one-day turnaround. That may change. I’ll be paying attention.
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Traveling to Canada and Mexico is so much easier than any other country. I love that.
I'm glad to hear your brother will be able to get his own place. When there is upheaval in your life, as there is in his at the moment, it's good to have as much stability as you can get.
Even if it never develops further, being such good friends with your ex-wife is a very valuable relationship. I think you're wise in the way you are handling it.
It's good to know you're back home safe and sound.
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