I feel like right now I should be in a billion places. I want to be here. I miss home. I want to be with Nate in Wenatchee. And I wish I could be with Allie in Spain. It seems like everyone is struggling right now. Everyone needs hugs. And I can't give them )=
My host mom has spent the last few days at the hospital because her uncle, who is 89, is really really sick. Her mom and two of her mom's sibling have died within the past 8 months. Plus, her uncle is suffering from the same intestine problems that her mom had, so it's really rough. I feel bad. I wish I could do more to help. But all I can do it sit and listen when she talks about it, and try to tell her that she doesn't need to cook for me. Yesterday I cleaned my dishes while she was yelling at me not to...I told her I didn't understand (=.
I just hate watching people I love suffer....or hearing that they need me and not being able to be there for them.
I love you friends and family (American and Oaxaquenian) and boyfriend.
PS...Spanish word of the day is HOGAR = home...in every sense.
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