I sit here in the Fort Lauderdale, FL airport wondering why I am about to board a plane back to Kansas City, where I call home. Why do I choose to live in Kansas City.
Is it for the weather? No, generally speaking, the weather is too hot and humid during the summer and gets way too cold and icy during the winter. And there is always the threat of tornados. While this year has been cooler than normal (sorry, Al Gore, global warmining didn’t seem to hit KS this year), most years get uncomfortable for most of the year.
Is it because I am a sports fan? Well, that’s laughable. Two words. Chiefs. Royals. They both suck balls.
Is it because I love college sports? Heh, I have lived in Kansas City for the past 10 years and have yet to watch a UMKC Kangaroo sporting contest. I would rather suffer through a Royals game. KC has no major D1 sports programs. Yes, Columbia is close, and Lawrence and Manhattan closer… but none of these teams excite me. Sure, they can be good, but not what I routed for growing up. Not, by any means, was I ever a Wyoming Cowboy fan. Despise them. Go RAMS!
No, the real reason is my job. I love my job, but it also traps me. I am captive to my job and my paycheck. I no longer do my passion (coach baseball) and my joy of teaching is limited when not working with students.
Sure, my family is in Kansas City, but I know Rebecca would load the kids and Malibu up and move in a heartbeat. Hell, she offered today.
The real reason I am leaving the warmth and beauty of Ft. Lauderdale today is because my family is in Kansas City. I miss them. I have been gone about 24 hours now, yet it seems forever. I remember walking into my hotel room last night thinking how depressing it is not seeing the joy and beauty of my beautiful Braelyn Grace. That girl has become more special to me then anyone could ever imagine. And the same with Brody, Rebecca, Spencer, and Hoover. Sure, I would leave Sophie behind in a heartbeat, but I need my family. Sad to think I will arrive at my house tonight well past midnight (probably closer to 1) and not get to hug my Braelyn.
But, as I sat at a bar & grill today on the beach, I realized how much fun Braelyn and Brody would have playing in the water and sun year round. And, with Brody’s destiny being the greatest baseball player ever, he needs sun 12 months a year. So maybe a change would be in the best interest of the kids…
Hmmm… time for Codero to move! Heh, I wish. Of course, I also realize that the beauty of traveling to places like Florida are only because I don’t live here. I guess the grass is always greener….
