It seems like forever since I have blogged and Mark turned one on October 15th. We had a great birthday party for him last week-end, although he had no clue about what was happening around him. He had a year of many firsts, such as going to the West Wing of the White House, being a model in a Nordstom's show and flying to the West Coast at four months old. And tonight he was a dalmation puppy for Halloween. with that said this morning I opened a letter from India and it was a birthday card from his surrogate, Nayna, and her family. I would have never thought that it would have been an emotional moment. It felt like an internal game of tug of war. When one doesn't return letters or take the telephone calls from the all the while sensing her emotional and financial pain. The burden seems to much for me to bear.
I'm headed back to India in November, a place that I dread yet love at the same time. The culture shocks me, yet I feel awed at the human condition. Beth and I will be attending Dr. Patel's daughter's wedding in Anand, then head to Deli,agra and Jaipur. In my quiet moments, I know that Nayna and I will meet. How do I prepare myself for her that meeting?