My Three Sons

These have been intense hours and days for me as I prepare to leave what became a second career of sorts. I have sadly discovered that to leave a trainee in charge of real time business is not a truly viable solution to the on-the-job training problem. It must be stated at this point that it was not my idea but that of my back-up. After playing catch-up for the past week or more, I still have less pressing issues set on hold until I can get to them. They may follow me into my final weeks of employment. My back-up is again at my back and I feel somewhat more at ease.
Still, the added hours spent doing catch up left me drained. So it was that the invitation – I’m still not sure who invited who – to get away together with the guys – my boys - was welcomed as a God-sent diversion. Such a small thing that meant so much. The expectations were low. Just go out together for Sushi. Just be together – how often does that happen. And that’s what we were – together. Ordering a meal together. Eating from a communal plate together. Watching something seemingly inconsequential - Ninja Warriors - but a perfect fit for the evening – together. Totally immersed in each other and encouraging one another. And perhaps for me something extra – seeing them happy – hearing them laugh. The world disappeared for an hour.