First Leg of the Trip Home

U.S. Embassy paperwork.  Check.

Liliana’s temper tantrum for the day.  She doesn’t want to go down for a nap.  45 minutes of inconsolable screaming.  We don’t know how she does it–physically.  That’s a lot of crying.  Check.

Flight from Kiev to Amsterdam.  Liliana is exhausted, yet she manages to be a gem because KLM allows an extension seat belt that hooks onto my seat belt (I guess they’re illegal on U.S. flights), so she sits on my lap during takeoff and landing.  Check.

Mercure Hotel in the Amsterdam terminal area.  Surprisingly nice for an airport hotel.  Check.

Liliana’s face rash.  Spreads from behind her ears to her cheeks and forehead.  Her eyes are puffy.  The Ukrainian doctor had little to say on this condition and gave us Children’s Cream (which is a catchall for basically everything).  It’s not working, obviously.  Check.

Knowing that we’re on our way home.  Check.

Exhausted.  Elated.  Grumpy.  Check.

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Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day.
--Rainer Maria Rilke in Letters to a Young Poet

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