Seattle

This is a follow up to the blogpost Our News. If you haven’t read that, start there.

What was supposed to be a climbing trip with old high school friends turned out to be a week spent with one of my best friends Easton, my consistent college roommate until he was replaced as roommate by my wife. When the climbing trip fell through and after having already booked flights, I called him, and it happened to work out that he could take nearly the whole week off with me between some freelance work. I couldn’t imagine a more perfect week.

The time that Jordin and I spent apart did nothing but grow us closer to each other as we dreamed on our own about our new baby to be. Our phone calls were sweet, because I knew that the only other person who would want to talk about our baby as much as me, was her.

Since he stood up in my wedding, Easton and I have made intermittent attempts to spend time with each other; visiting, on the phone (even though neither of us are very good at it), sometimes working together, but nothing is the same as just being together. This trip came by happenstance, and it turned out to be the perfect blessing for me, the perfect week to spend in a beautiful place with a close friend, reflecting on the beautiful news that I received the morning I left.

Here’s Seattle. Easton lives on the Puget Sound. Most of these are where he lives. Rough life, huh?