Thanks to Bob Stewart for updating the ActiveRain Community on his marriage and relocation. These are many of the issues that are faced by our clients in the world of constant relocation. As the economy improves, corporate relocations will again increase in volume.
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As many of you know, I got married in July and moved to Ann Arbor MI with my wife. The hardest part? Not being in Seattle all the time with my son. I'm very fortunate, with my job I am able to work from just about anywhere, but having my little boy back in Seattle made the decision to move excruciating.
My wife and I have a very aggressive plan to have residences in both Seattle and Ann Arbor by the time Kelan starts kindergarten. We'll meet that goal, there is no other option. For the next two years though, I will be (and have been) traveling back to Seattle once a month for 8 days to be with my boy.
Since we don't have our place in Seattle yet (But we did just buy our first place together in Ann Arbor, yay!!......Kelan's room included!) when I'm home (it's going to take a while before I no longer call the PNW my home.....) I stay half the trip with my Mom and half the trip with my brother and his family. My brother (Mike) has a little boy that is one month younger than Kelan, his name is Colton. Colton and Kelan are best friends. They do everything together that two 3 year old best friends would do. They make incredible messes, they play, they take baths, they fight.....all together.
(side not, because it's a funny story and I don't know if I can pump out 500 words so I am eligible for the points in Sally's contest. On our last visit in November, I had Kelan and Colton at the park playing on the big toy. Not more than 12 yards away I see a pheasant eating in the grass near where the kids are playing. So I say to them, "Hey guys, check out that pheasant!" and point towards the bird.
With about as much hesitation as you would expect from a 30 year veteran hunter pulling the trigger while staring down a 10 point Buck through his sites, my 3 year old little ball of innocence says, "Let's kill it Colton!!", to which Colton immediately makes an affirmative nod, and they take off running toward the pheasant. Now, I don't know a lot about pheasants, but I know enough about birds. For the first .2 seconds, I'm thinking to myself, 'no biggie, the pheasant will run or fly away once it sees the menacing looks in the eyes of the two 3 year old assassins headed it's way'. This is immediately followed by the realization that the pheasant is staring straight at them, and hasn't moved as they close the gap from 12 yards down to ten. In fact, the pheasant has a look on it's face of total serenity as I'm sure the memories of scratching the hell out of the neighborhood dog are fresh in it's mind and it's imagining a similar scenario with the two midgets running toward it screaming and hollering.
As the kids get to 8 yards from the pheasant, and I'm now having visions of my wife, Kelan's mom, Colton's mom, both Grandma's and anyone else with an ounce of interest in the kids, berating me for letting them get attacked by a pheasant, I literally lung at the boys. As I'm lifting each by the collars of their coats and stopping them dead in their tracks (little feet still running, think the Flintstones), Colton spins around and says "what uncle Bobby? We were going to kill the pheasant".
I now realize this is entirely my fault as they are two of the best 'Deer Hunters' you will ever see on an iPad......it makes perfect sense they would attempt to put it into action in real life. Note to self, more apps like 'Super Why?' less apps like 'Deer Hunter'.
The pheasant was kind enough to go back to eating after the threat was neutralized and I was able to get some great pictures of it.....and the kids playing, sans pheasant scratches. Getting them in the same shot was not going to be an option.)
I cherish the time I spend with my son. It's something I look forward to from the minute I drop him back off with his mom. Being able to share that time with my mom, and my brother and his family makes it even more special. The two cousins get to build a friendship and memories that they will cherish for their entire lives! Some of my fondest childhood memories are of weeks spent at my grandparents or aunts and uncles with my cousins. (Dear Cousin's Kenneth, Keith, Bruce, Kelly, Troy, Craig and Brian: If Grandma ever told you that you were her favorite, she lied to you......sometimes Grandma's do that so your feelings don't get hurt! Or she said it before I was born)
So this Holiday season, I'm incredibly blessed with the miracle that is my little boy and an amazing family who has supported me in every decision I've made. Even if they sometimes don't agree, they still offer their unfettered support. Isn't that what family is suppose to be about? Again, I'm incredibly blessed, I know this.
As we get together this Christmas, I will be creating and extending holiday traditions and memories with my son that make me so thankful to have him in my life. I just hope one day he looks back on this time when Daddy wasn't always around and he knows that not a moment goes by where he doesn't share the top spot in my heart.
I love you Bubba and I'll see you in 14 days. (But I've been advised that buying you more toy guns may not be a good idea......I'm not sure I agree though, if you'd had a good BB gun you could have taken that pheasant down for sure!)