Blog Post to My Daughter
My Dear Neige:
Being 16 months old, you’re probably too young to read this blog post on your own, but I’m sure your mom will be able to help you. Of course, I should write to you in French, but my laptop’s keyboard does not have any accented characters. Therefore, I will let your mom translate from English to French, which will most likely get you confused, for she is only supposed to speak to you in English. I trust her to give her best impersonation of myself, which should help a bit.
Anyway, I would like to start this correspondence with you, so you can read it on your own when you’re old enough. This might help you understand why we did the things we did to you when you were younger, and maybe forgive us for our very many misgivings. Hope is a parent’s best friend…
This morning, you were old enough to notice that I was about to leave for a business trip once again. It’s not clear to me whether you got the hint because your grandma came to visit, or because you saw me packing my luggage. In any case, you knew what was going on, and this prompted you to hang on to me for dear life. Well, I want you to know that I will be back on Thursday, that Thursday follows Wednesday, which comes after Tuesday, which is right after Monday, which is the day after today (today is Sunday). So if you do the math, which I’m sure you can by now, it’s just 4 days away, which is one less days than the number of fingers you have on each little hand of yours. Interestingly enough, you have the same number of toes on each foot too, so feel free to use them as a reference as well.
I also want you to know that I am as sad to leave you and your mom as you are to see me going away. And the more trips I’m gone for, the more difficult it gets. So hang in there, I’ll get tired of them sooner or later, and I will end up spending more time at home. Also, I’m sure that May, your grandma, your grandpa, and your uncle Ducky will take good care of you. You can even help them set the desks up at mummy’s work. And before you know it, I’ll be back home, with some presents for you and your mom (she’ll get two mugs this time).
I give you a big hug.
Your daddy who loves you very much.
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