10 & 11 Days 'Til 40 (Saying Goodbye)
Whenever I look at it, tears well up in my eyes. I'm such a sentimental fool, I know. But whenever I reach the end of a group project, I get a little sad.
My son Mack was a little sad today, too. His friend Jameson is moving to London for a few years, and the emotional implications were only realized today--- despite knowing about his imminent departure for at least a month.
After dinner, I asked Dave to talk to Mack and see if he could cheer him up. Dave let Mack know that it's okay to miss his friend, and that London is not on another planet. He also reminded him that we were there just last year, and, hey, wouldn't it be nice to share what he knows about London with his friend? So this is what Mack wrote in the book:
These are the things you should remember:
The potato chips taste like meat.
Everybody has an accent.
If you find a green house with four windows that is the hotel I stayed in.
And then he included his snail mail address, his email address (yes, I know he's only 7 years old), and his skype address. Oh, and a photo of him hanging from a beam in our living room with the caption that reads, "Hang in there!"
Oh, Jameson. I think you have a friend for life. Please come back soon!