I hardly know my youngest son. He will be 12 in a few days.
My ex has been successful at keeping us apart. I made that complete by moving to China.
I wanted to get him something for his birthday but had no idea what to get. I don't know him very well. I don't know what he likes. I don't know what he dreams of.
So I gave him my kite.
I bought the kite on Valentine's Day. I flew it with a beautiful girl on a beautiful day. It was a very good day for me. Later that day, I had supper with good friends. The kite, to me, is unique. It is tied to a special memory.
I took the kite to the China Post Office across from 北国商城 on 中山路. The agents there carefully boxed the kite.
When Kirkland receives the kite, I hope he will enjoy it. I hope he will have the chance to fly it. I hope he has a good day. I hope it will become tied to a special memory of his. Perhaps the kite will somehow be a link between us.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
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