Kait and I are taking a rest day today in Portland, hanging out at Evan’s place. He’s spending the summer in Portland, renting a house with 2 other college students. He found work at a local organic grocery, and I’m very proud of him–for wanting to spend the summer on his own in Portland, for finding good people to share a house with, for finding a job that will pay the bills and a job that will continue into the school year.
I’m proud of Kait for going on this bike ride with me, for having a good job as a baker lined up when she returns to Minneapolis, for putting up with me as we bike around the Pacific Northwest.
Pride is an odd emotion. I want to say I love my kids more so that I’m proud of them; that makes more sense. But I am proud of the people they’ve become and the people they are becoming. More important, I’m glad they want me to be part of who they are.