day 1

I would never ask of you what I would not do myself, so here I am, your so computer illiterate mom, writing blogs hoping to stay in touch with you, you who are so far away.
You are a grown man, capable of taking care of yourself and yet here I am afraid for your safety for you are my youngest, my sweet baby boy. My prayers are full of requests for God to watch over you and grant you safe passage until you come home.
I asked that you take pictures and send me updates. Did you hear me say "Every day...every day"? I'm thinking now how unrealistic that is. You say how modern India is and all I can think of are scenes from the movie "Ghandi". I didn't notice internet cafes there but I believe you.
How appropriate is it that your first day gone is Halloween and that it is dark, rainy and dismal. I can't stay depressed for long, though, you know how I love the season, so I picked one of my favorite things for you today. Pumpkins...it makes me remember that you love the way they smell.
Hope that your flight went well. I write this knowing that you are only half way through it. Rest well and enjoy your journey