I have talked about him endlessly on the old Xanga. I hadn’t seen him for almost five years. He had told me that because the Customs agents and the Security guys at the airports in Toronto and Florida had harassed him when he visited about a decade ago, he had decided never to come here. But I think he realized how much he missed me and my younger sister, so he decided to apply for visa and so he came.
He stayed only two and half days with me. We were together every minute and every second of the day. We laughed at all the jokes that we used to say, and we shared some heartbreaking memories of the parents. The hours we spent together, were healing and cathartic.
He left today. I took him to St. Louis to my cousin’s home and we had an excellent lunch with them and then on to the airport, to fly to Ft. Lauderdale where my younger sister lives. He has already called me twice to tell me he misses me. Brothers and sisters! Such tenacious bonds!
The above picture was taken in my son’s office. here is another one of him at Panera having his favorite Americano Espresso. (What ever that means. I don’t drink coffee.)
Today in my cousin’s home we took some pictures. My brother and this cousin were very close to each other throughout their childhood and youth. My cousin came here and attended MIT, and decided to stay back. My brother became a business tycoon in Dubai. It was good to see them interact and talk of old days.
So that’s it for tonight. Waiting for his call from Ft. Lauderdale to let me know that he has reached there. Have a good night.