Mary-Kate has arrived! The day was lovely, the weather was
beautiful, we had fun and explored. Mary-Kate arriving overshadowed all else!
Yesterday I waxed philosophical about the meaning of home. Today my heart came
home to its restful place. My baby is back with me.
People have commented on how much I must worry about her
when she’s away at sea. Truth is I really don’t. She is a confident,
accomplished young woman and we are extremely proud of her. We know she can
look after herself and is well set to tackle whatever may come. Now that she
has her Mike, we worry a little less. They are clearly smitten and now we know
she has someone to look out for, who will, in turn, look out for her! What I do
feel though when she is away is a sadness – I miss her! I stood at the bottom
of the stairs today waiting for her to come down, back into our daily lives,
and I was so overwhelmed with excitement that I started to cry. I sopped up
that silly mess before she arrived but held her so tight that perhaps there was
a teensy problem with circulation for just a moment! She is back! Mike has
already sent a message last night (she hadn’t yet arrived here and had only
left him that morning) saying, “Can you give back my person now please. You had
enough time.” I know how he feels. A daily Mary-Kate is a wonderful thing!
It struck me when talking to Jonathan yesterday that he and
Mary-Kate have no memory of Newfoundland. We were here with them but they were
so little, neither of them remember it. I have trouble wrapping my head around
that. I know that they both feel connected and appreciate their Newfoundland
roots, but to think that it’s more of a “concept” for them than an actual
place, that’s odd. I haven’t yet mentioned this conversation to Mary-Kate but
shortly after she arrives she says, “I am really looking forward to getting to
know Newfoundland. It’s funny for me to think that I don’t know something that
is such a huge part of you.”
We go back first to the trailer to drop her things and get
her some lunch and then head up to Signal Hill. She delights in the crazy
criss-cross of roads and the Jelly Bean houses. Things that she has heard about
and pictures that she’s seen hanging in her home – now a reality, and I don’t
think a disappointment! Signal Hill is a great visit in itself, but I figure its
location overlooking the harbour and the city makes it a good location to offer
her an overview.
As I am giving her the hilltop tour, a woman wanders close
and announces that she’s eavesdropping! Eventually Mary-Kate wanders off with
David and leaves me with this woman who had loads of questions and takes out
paper and pen as we begin planning her visit across the island. She is
traveling from BC. She has never been to Newfoundland before. She just arrived
today and it already discussing how she wants to change her Port aux Basques
crossing so she can stay longer! I was happy to help but eventually excuse
myself to go find Mary-Kate and David. Throughout the rest of our visit to
Signal Hill, each time I turned around, there was my new friend, always within
ear shot!
Back to the trailer via Quidi Vidi for a little nap (less than
five hours sleep in last three days, three flights and two days of travel – she’s
doing amazingly well but I don’t think she will be allowing Carnival to arrange
her flights in future!) and a shower. When we managed to pry her out of bed we
went to Grant and Ruth’s for supper. As is always the case when you visit my
brother and his lovely Ruth, there was tons of laughter and good food and
drink! It had to be an early night though to get our princess home to bed!
Today there are four pictures on my camera and I’m in three
of them! I borrowed David’s camera just to include a shot of St. John’s harbour
and Cabot Tower on Signal Hill! I am sure when things settle into a routine of
David and Mary-Kate taking pictures, I will once again have lots of pictures to
share. Today I was a little focused … on Mary-Kate. She didn’t have much chance
to take pictures either with me clinging on to her for most of the day!!
Oxygen stealing hugs! |
My baby! |
On Signal Hill (Fort Amherst on the Sound Side of The Narrows in the background) |
A view of St. John's from Signal Hill (stolen from David's camera) |
Cabot Tower on Signal Hill where Marconi sent the first wireless message (also stolen from David's camera) |
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