I’ve got a web cam that shows me Christchurch, New Zealand, from the nearby Port Hills. Â These last three weeks, I’ve been looking at this image from the other side of the world thinking that the person I am nearest to in the entire world is down in and among all of those lights so far away.
But, tonight Christchurch is empty and she’s somewhere out over the vast South Pacific ocean heading north on a jet for 13 hours towards Los Angeles.  Christchurch looks the same but it’s not – knowing she’s not there.  It’s a hard thing to explain.  I’m glad she’ll be here soon.