Wednesday, September 30, 2015

For the Love Amy and Africa

This transition has been very difficult. I find myself struggling along. It's very hard to leave a place you've come to call home to see your father in the hospital then home to your house that's in disarray . I know everyone did their best but I am hurting. I am finding the world really different. I went to get my hair cut and a woman my age was putting fake hair in and getting botox. I could not believe it. Please all women are beautiful without all the makeup think of what you are teaching your daughter when you pile   on makeup. Last night Ali heard me cry and she came and hugged me. I should be taking care of her. Dad called and he said he got it and to take it slow . I'm trying and need you to bare with me. Today is the first day I let myself read the goodbye map my associates wrote me. I felt love and wrapped myself in the scarf the Djiboutian dancers wrapped around me.I took Ali out of school and we went away for 4 days to reconnect. I have had so much fun with her. I missed a lot in a year it was nice to share Africa stories with her while she shared boy stories . I am sorry I did not expect this to be so hard.




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