Middle of the night last night, I dropped Kevin off at the airport, and I now I carry on on my own. It feels rather empty, but I'll get through. I've set up a very rigorous work regime for myself for the last few months. I figure if I stay busy, it'll hurt less.
This morning, after a lonely breakfast, I moved into Rosemary's house for the next three nights. It'll be nice to have some company for moral support during these few hard days. We walked from her house to Azar Libre Service grocery store with her 9-year-old son Hamed in the late afternoon. His youthful energy also is a nice distraction from my sadness. I made mac n' cheese for him and me for dinner. It felt good to cook, especially some comfort food like mac n' cheese.
One day at a time. It'll get better.
About Me
- Laura
- I just graduated from Scripps College with a B.A. in linguistics. I'm on a Fulbright for the year in Mali working with the Dogon Languages Project to study and document the Tommo-So language. My home will be in Douentza and the village of Tedie (in the middle of nowhere), so grab a camel and come visit.
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