how quickly i have learned not to think of all of you, my family that i left behind. to look at pictures of you and have to search into the back of my brain to remember your names or what it was that i liked most about you. sometimes this makes me a little sad. other days i understand better what it is about distance that makes this necessary. but i want you to know that when i do remember, i do so with a touch of sadness and hope that your days find you not remembering me either.