A Very Nice Day

The tension of not knowing both what the response of my wife's parents would be upon learning of our separation and then what my daughter's response would be upon learning that I had a nice apartment was relieved when both situations turned out better than we thought. Yesterday, I brought my girls (they will always both be my girls) over to the cloister for a gander, and my daughter thought it was pretty neat. I guess she's had a bit of fascination with apartments lately. Lisa thought it was pretty cool, too. More pictures to come. Then we drove down to a butterfly conservatory (sorry, no website); the girls went in and I sat in the cafe and read some articles about Alan Greenspan's new book and his relationship to Ayn Rand. This October is the 50th anniversary of Atlas Shrugged, by the way. A great book...very abstract in its character development, but still a wonderful treatise on the greatness of humanity when it is left to its own creative devises. The girls are more science and nature-oriented than I am, so this arrangement worked well. It was important for my daughter, however to do stuff - even if it is a short little road trip - with both of us, so that she is aware that her family, at heart, is still in tact, that although I am living elsewhere, the difference in time spent with her will be marginal at worst. We are slowly edging toward our new reality as the McLain family evolves.