Well, Clay isn't really an ewok (or a jawa for that matter), but I thought it would call him that to show that he will always be my younger brother who could somehow never get past the fact that Star Wars isn't real. I guess it sounds like I am writing an obituary.
I truly miss Clay a lot. For those of you who don't know, he is in Curitiba Brazil on a mission for the LDS Church. He is about 500 miles from where I served in Rio de Janeiro. I have a hard time writing Clay consistently although I do write him an e-mail once a week. He is in Foz da Iguacu in Brazil. Look at how beautiful it is there.
You know what has been hard? Going back to my parents and having the gap of no Clay there. Maybe I just like the idea of Clay and once Clay gets home and decides to throw a temper tantrum at the San Diego Zoo because he can't have his iPod (that may have to be another entry), I will remember why in September of 06 I was excited for him to go.
Kidding, really. Clay wants me to go pick him up. I will probably do so and I need to research into prices soon because the sooner I book the flight to Brazil, the better.
Só vai...
