Seems only fair that I should start this while laying over in Hong Kong. I was laying on the bed, feeling fatigued since I'm 12 hours off time zone, watching TV. Some soccer game. Thinking of the kids. All the good intentions that always seem to evaporate when I get home come flooding back when I'm on day three or four of a trip. "I WILL set up the toy room as a big game room for them". "I WILL read to Sarah every night." "I WILL kick the ball or throw a beanbag with Wesley every day." Since today is Halloween back home the kids are out laughing and getting candy, all excited and full of joy. I just feel empty and morose.
Raining outside. 9 a.m. Just go on and have some coffee with some other crewmembers. It doesn't really even matter whom.
Stay centered. Move away from that sadness and into the center. Life is only a game.
Try to be honest.