Tomorrow, my youngest brother (Aram) arrives in Beijing. Shanshan will pick him up at the airport and bring him home.
He’ll be in Beijing for at least three years.
It’s a reverse migration of sorts. Although we’re second-generation Silicon Valley, our father’s father was born in Armenia. So, I think about one hundred years after he made the trip to America, we’ll both be back living in Asia.
I’d be glad to have my brother here regardless of whether or not Shanshan and I were going to have a baby, but that makes it even more special.
Anyway, that’s it for now.
It’s late, I’ve got to walk the dog, and I’m not used to writing that much in blog-form anymore.