It's been so nice lately in New York. Just the right amount of sun to take you through the day without having to wear a jacket. Mori and I decided to go buy popsicles yesterday to go with the happy spring day. Right after we walked out of our door, we see our neighbor from across the hall waiting for the elevator. He and his wife just had another baby 1.5 months ago. The older one is 2. As usual, we make our small talk and congratulate him on his newborn. He said thank you and proceeded to ask us if we knew about him and his wife's split. Uh...it was a little awkward. I tried to push through and respond with "no, we didnt..." Thank goodness he continued the conversation by telling us it didn't matter because he was going to try to be there as best he could for his 2 kids. So he's renting a unit on the other side of the building. He's still trying to be there for his wife even though they don't get along anymore. The elevator stops a level one. We exit, and Mori and I tried to say bye in the least awkward way as possible..."happy easter!" Gosh. What are you suppose to say??? I was so distraught as I walked out into the sunshine, as I walk to buy my popsicles that I wanted to go with the beautiful day. The whole way, I was so sad for them. The baby is 1.5 months old! Then I continue to question the parents. Why would they do this? Did it happen unexpectedly? Were they having problems? Was the baby an attempt to be the solution to their problems that just didn't work after 1.5 months? I felt sad for the kids the most. The little girl Helena is so cute and happy. I see her quite often with her mom, who I believe is a house wife. I also see her with her dad outside and I can tell the both love her a lot...but she's 2 and has to go through this. The other baby is 1.5 months old! Gosh. He did still use the word "wife," so maybe they're still trying to work it out. Sadness.
