The Final Days
I am down to 3 days left on Canadian soil. I had a going a party for myself tonight. Just family. Only 18 of us. It was nice, low key. I made beef tacos, with some help of course (thanks girls). I am not done packing. Yes, I am a procrastinator.
I think goodbyes are overrated....perhaps because I don't like saying it. I would rather say, see you later. I don't know, goodbye just seems so final. And to be honest, I don't actually start to miss people, usually until about two weeks later. That is my magic time frame. Two weeks. Thats when it suddenly hits me, I am in Africa....and I don't know what I am doing here, and I miss my friends....then I cry myself to sleep. I'll let you know how it all turns out.
Well I really do wish I had something more profound to say, the profoundness usually finds its way into my brain at about 1 in the morning, then I am just full of amazing and insightful things to say, but I am just so exhausted by that point I just lay there as the ideas whirl around.
Well i am off to decide how many tank tops I really need, and should I take the white one, or should I leave it at home.....decisions decisions.
posted by bec @ 10:28 p.m.
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Bec the party was great the kids all had fun. Miriam got up at her usual time and then fell asleep at 9:30 this morning. I think Jonah is napping now. Hannah is just finishing her letter to Joy. I will be praying for you. Not only for while you are there but for when you return, I know adjustment can be a challenge. Right and if you like your white tank top and don't think you could ever find one just like it again, dont take it.
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