Dear Lucy –

There is something truly peaceful about the airport – if you arrive on time, that is. I’m here now. It is not even 6:30 AM on Sunday and all I hear is white noise (this time tomorrow the business women will be blanketing the scene).

This is the first time I’ve left town without you. You told me to go. I listened.

I’m off to Cleveland for both work and fun. I’m going to celebrate Katie’s wedding by showering her w/ the rest of her female peeps! I’m so excited for her and Corey. I really think she’s found her match. I will stay for three meetings tomorrow while I’m there – it’s all about being efficient if I must be away from you.

 I have always been fascinated by airports. Any place or thing that can inspire such opposite reactions/feelings is intriguing. At an airport, you can find two people reuniting with such joy, celebrating the weekend or time they will share ahead. You can also find two loved ones separating, hugging and crying because they have to part. My favorite group to watch is a couple on their way to vacation.

You can tell that they’ve checked out and are ready to turn off the world they are leaving behind. I can always tell what they are up to by what they are wearing. Right now I am watching a family in flip flops across from me now. Clearly it is Spring break and they will return with a tan this weekend. So predictable. C’mon, give me a challenge.

 I hope you see the world one day. But for now, let’s plan some domestic trips so you can see our family. First stop will be NY in August. You’ll meet the East coast family at Jenette’s wedding weekend. Until then, get excited for Passover next week.

 I’m leaving on a jetplane, oh babe I hate to say goodbye.

See you tomorrow night. I love you! Please kiss Daddy for me. Adam, too.

Mommy