Hi, Pop!

So I may not "get" White Ninja (is he a person? how old is he? what's the point?) but I still think he's funny.

In other unrelated news (that got lost in the posting debacle at the old site), my dad is in Arizona right now. He's being interviewed for a position with Medecins Sans Frontieres (aka: Doctors Without Borders). As of right now he is tentatively placed somewhere in the Democratic Republic of Congo. At once I am terrified and I am in awe. For years I have thought that MSF has been one of the best humanitarian organizations out there. It is one of two organizations that I have actually donated money to on more than one occasion -- still, I never thought I would be able to donate something as precious and valuable as my dad.

While I know their doctors are well-protected (and very much needed), I worry more for his health. It's hot...The medication he'll have to take before he goes there for malaria and whatnot will wreak havoc on his body...It's a conflict zone and undergoing a lot of civil unrest...He will be out of contact with us for weeks at a time....The minimum commitment is 6 months. Whenever I think of it I get teary-eyed and I can't tell if it's because I'm scared or because I am so proud.

When I was growing up (and sometimes still) my dad always said that the main goal in the life of a parent is to raise their child to be a better human being than they ever were. He never mentioned how hard he was going to make it for me. The day that he told me that he had applied for the position I knew that I would never be able to catch up to him. I guess I get all misty because I'm proud of him.