When I arrived in Omaha for Thanksgiving, a few days before starting my new job, there was a tremendous sense of relief and celebration in the air.
My wife and I and our entire family had gone through a long ordeal—and it would still take time to rebuild and get back to a semblance of where we used to be—but the essential goal had been achieved. I had found employment and could look forward to earning a living and reuniting my family under one roof.
Cindy and I discussed the possibilities and decided to let our children finish the school year without disruption in Omaha. That would give me time to concentrate on my new job and get back on my feet.
I could visit her and the children every few weeks for the weekend—and they could visit me over the holidays. Toward the end of the summer, she and the children would move back to New York City—and we would resume our lives and pursue our dreams together again.
Part of our Thanksgiving ceremony was to express our appreciation for the help and support we had given each other during our difficult year. We were especially thankful to Cindy’s parents for all they had done for us.
At the end of the holiday weekend, it was difficult to say good bye and leave my family in Omaha.