I've gained 14 pounds. I can't even explain how wonderful it has been to be able to eat whatever I'd like, whenever I'd like. although the food choices cycle through white rice, white bread, plantain, or biscuits imported from the UK, I end up satisfied at the end of each day. There is one 10x10 inch mirror in my whole house. I wish America followed this trend, I feel like self-image wouldnt be as big as a probably if so.one of my most treasured moments is when I get to wash all the dirt off my feet after returning home from the days adventures. clean feet revealing my lovely sandal tanlines and chipped toe nail polish from December. after I wash my feet I retire to my bed for the night and write novels of journal entries in my journal. This all occurs around 6pm when the sun starts to set. I open my blinds and stare out on the pink sky and children fetching water to bring home for their family's to have for dinner.
there's something so happy about Ghana. my biggest complaint is the sweat running down my spine. yesterday I opened my disposable camera; aka I have 27 days left. I remember my first week here..crying myself to sleep wondering how I was going to makeit through this semester. I know my last week I will be crying myself to sleep wondering how I'm going to leave this place. The children hold a huge part of my heart. I've been in love once in my entire life and I can honestly say the love I have developed is stronger than any love I have ever felt. yesterday one of the boys, while laying in my lap, asked "when you leave us for America...can I come with you please?" I teared up and said "I am your moma forever..you finish school..save up enough for a plane ticket..and come live with me in America." he must of been satisfied with that answer as he giggled and agreed by grabbing my hand. I just can't get enough.