maybe it was the tylenol

hey,

So i just wanted to let you know that all things aren't horrible. I've had a few really good evenings and one semi good day. I have been spending time with Sam's wife, Retna, who is a sweetheart. She did my henna, and we just talk like girls. Well, as much as we can. She has an adorable baby Sara so we talk and are with her. Sujanta, another one of the dorm mothers here, and i have also been talking more lately so that keeps me busy, and these woman feel more like friends than people i am responsible for. Other than the early mornings, things have been going better. Usually by 12 o clock or 1.30 i am feeling a little more upbeat.

I am becoming pro at making sand dosas. (like making sand castles, except in india the children make little dosas-a food, kinda like a pancake except way different.) I've done a lot of playing on the swings, painting and what not. keeping "busy". I also get to cut veggies in the mornings with the cooks while the girls are at school. My hands will probably always smell like onions, but that's ok. aha. It is giving me something to do.

And on the inside, well. I still feel a pain-ish feeling. I miss home a lot. I think my heart, mind and spirit are stewing through somethings that i can't comprehend right now, so that is why it hurts. My lessons will be revealed over time. In the meantime. I'm here, wishing and waiting.