I'm with my child in Kansas. A day of tremendous wind, gray most of the day, sunny later, but windy the way Kansas can be windy. I have a friend who was in Fargo today at the Democratic Convention. No surprises: Tracy Potter for Senate, Earl Pomeroy for the House. I would have loved to have been there to hear Earl Pomeroy's speech, which was said to be fiery. I would have liked to have seen Darrell Dorgan's tribute film to his brother. It is a time of hope for the party, but a time of great sadness for North Dakota, i believe, because we are losing our extraordinary senator Byron Dorgan.
Tomorrow I fly home. The time I spend with my daughter is the happiest of my life, without any exception or qualification. She is now a young woman. That pleases me mostly.
My daughter is doing facebook catch-up and texting, while we sit in our room at the Holiday Inn Express decompressing from a long interesting day.
I would have liked to have seen the parade-demonstration for Earl Pomeroy.
My daughter is a mother. How did that happen when it seems like she was just watching Sesame Street and playing with her dollhouse grandpa made? Now she kisses "boo boos" and supervises homework at the kitchen table.
ReplyDeleteI am in Seattle working and writing. I am not with my six grandchildren who have the run of my house 60 miles away. My husband enjoys their antics, of which I only hear by phone...
I miss them all. Goodnight.