I've been having a five popo week, right up until 2 minutes ago, when I found out a friend died. He is the father of one of my closest friends. For about 12 years before coming to the Peace Corps I spent every Christmas with his family.
I wish I could be with be in Boston with them. For them, and for myself. This is by far the hardest moment since joining the Peace Corps. I feel very far from home and very alone.
To all the "Chicks"...please know my heart and prayers are with you as your celebrate Pete's life.
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