Leaving

For some reason, this picture of Gregory at our door makes me think of leaving Bloomington. His serious face, his hesitation...

I'm going to miss it here. Meaghan and I have really made our home here, with wonderful friends and a beautiful family.

If you know Gregory, though, you know that immediately after I took the picture he climbed out the door and had fun exploring the front yard. (In fact, this picture was taken right before the post below when he saw the airplane.) So, too, Meaghan and I are excited for our new life. It is a strange, sad and exciting place to be.

And if you know me, you know that I am posting this in order to avoid writing. I suppose I really should get back to work...