Favorite Movie

Joey's favorite "movie" is the screen saver on our computer. It is set to run as a slide show through the pictures I have in my "My Pictures" folder, which is nearing (if not over) 2000 pictures. No matter where he is in the room, no matter what he is doing, once he sees the pictures come on, he drops everything saying, "Lookit pictures." He will climb up on the computer chair and comment on every picture.

"Lookit the Uncle Josh." "Lookit Papa Buddy." "Baby Rina and Baby Bubba." And so on and so on. Nick and I both watch him, close to tears, for not being able to give him what he wants most in the world: to see his family. "Grandma Mary hold Bubba." "Aunt Angie!"

Last night I was thinking of my last day at home, the day the boys and I flew to Alaska. I was crying again, still feeling the pain of separation as fresh as I did on that day. Sometimes I forget that the last time I saw my Mom and my sister Aubrey is such a sad memory. Sometimes I still feel like I just saw them the other day, and will see them again soon. I wonder if I will ever feel at 'home' here. As much as I am trying, for my husband's sake, I still dislike being here very much and can't wait to go home. One good thing is how fast the time seems to pass. Not when looking forward, but when looking back. It seems hard to believe that we have been here two months already. It's hard to believe it's November. It's hard to believe that it is Thursday!

It's hard to believe that the snow will still be here in five or six months!!