Katelyn

This past weekend I had the pleasure of knowing a lovely little girl named Katelyn. Her grandmother Ruth and my mom are old friends. Our families met back in 1979, I can't remember if it was enroute from Japan to the US or somewhere else. My parents loved to travel and were so loving and brave (or crazy) to have me and my brother tagging along everywhere they went. It's not until very recent years do I realize how much work there is to travel with children, especially with very lively children like me and my brother David. Back to Ruth's family, David and I played with Ruth's three daughters: Wendy, Janice, and Cindy. We played like there's no tomorrow on the beaches of Hawaii. Then both of our families were swept apart by the waves of immigrating to the US, albeit on different coasts. Ruth and mom kept in better touch than any of us children. Praise to God for my recent reconnection with Janice and my current trip to San Francisco, which provided a wonderful opportunities for us to meet face to face. The ironic thing is that Janice and I travelled towards the opposite sides of the country at the same time, so we missed each other this time around. It is this past weekend that I met Wendy's daughter Katelyn. She has so much charisma and energy (all kids of 5 have way too much energy), and she surprises me with sensible comments that surpass a typical 5 year old's.
She is a delightful ray of sunshine.

Katelyn and me Katelyn and Wendy

From left to right: Wendy, Ruth, mom, me, Katelyn, and Dad