To the best of my ability I know exactly what you mean. As I read your email I felt a rush of empathy and relief. It's a relief to know that there will be someone I can go to at Scripps who will understand what I've been through here in Kenya. I'm not going to pretend that either of us will know EXACTLY what the other experienced, but it's a start. I'm so sorry to hear about your brother, I have faith that he will be alright. Trust me when I say they take good care of people in trauma centers, especially survivors of car accidents (at least that's been my experience). You can get through this even though you're apart from your family. This may be silly but I always found it comforting to know I was under the same sky as those who were far far from me. We never leave the ones we love, but carry them inside of us. Your brother has you close to his heart even though you're an ocean away. I hear your voice in my head some times as I walk down the streets in Mombasa, I know you'd enjoy this or that of what I'm experiencing. If you're in my head and we've only known eachother for a short time, imagine how strong your presence is with your family.
I can't believe how quickly my time here as flown by! We start our ISP on Nov 11. I'll be living on a small island doing archeological work. I may be alone, I'm not sure. Will I see the stars and be 50 ft from the ocean? Yes. Is that the reason I chose to do my ISP there? Of course.
I'll miss you next semester when you go to Italy. Shall we plan a phone date for when we're both back in the US?
miss you and stay strong!
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