Friday, February 13, 2009
First Night
It is beautiful here and terrible. I will love it, and I hate it. The people here are giving, loving, and generous, but I miss my people. The wonderful warm weather and soft rains make the bed linens damp, and I add a few tears of my own, silently wondering where I left my sanity, but taking deep breaths.
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