Friday, August 2: After leaving Sarah in Richmond, I drive down to Yorktown, as always via the Colonial Parkway along the York River. I arrive at my dad’s house, after not having seen him for the last year while I was living and working in the Sultanate of Oman. We have a lovely visit, except I’m sad to see him having a hard time getting around now because his knees are breaking down. He’s 83 years old, so he’s doing well for his age, but I can see just a little slowdown in his movement.
He seems very happy though and is as talkative as ever; he and his wife Shirley even tell me all the details of my niece Kelsey’s wedding, which I sadly missed on July 13 because I was traveling through Spain and Portugal. They make me a healthy dinner of pork tenderloin, stuffing with gravy (it’s like Thanksgiving in summer!) and collard greens (such a southern dish) and then Dad shows me his list of hundreds of DVDs he’s recorded, mostly British shows. I really am glad to see my dad so happy, and I think Shirley is really good for him. They still flirt with each other as if they’re teenagers.
I’m trying to slowly but surely reconnect with my family and other people I had in my life before going to live abroad in February 2010, when I went to Korea for a year (catbird in korea) and again in September 2011, when I went to the Sultanate of Oman for nearly two years (a nomad in the land of nizwa).
I spend the night in my little brothers’ old bedroom in the old house (my old room seems to have become a study/exercise room, although I don’t think anyone ever uses it) and take off on Saturday morning to visit Williamsburg and my old school: The College of William & Mary.
I hope to reconnect slowly but surely with everyone I’ve missed in the last two years. Hopefully, you’ll hear from me soon!