Dear Family,
I'm so sorry about Grandpa's death. All day that thought has been in the back of my mind, but as a dream rather than reality. Sitting here alone, now, I begin to realize that I will never see him again, and my heart aches quietly. At times like this, it's incommunicably difficult to be so far from home.
Wishing I was there with you...
Elisabeth
About Me
- Lis
- As an average American girl living in a very foreign country, I encounter more than my share of random, confusing, humorous, or degrading experiences. As a means of maintaining emotional buoyancy, and of retaining what little sanity I have left, I have made a practice of sending my stories home on a regular basis, so that my family may laugh with me, or cry, as the occasion demands. For others who have wanted to keep tabs on me, I’ve set up this blog. These posts are just copies of my family’s emails, unedited. So any odd references, or particularly cheesy humor, must be overlooked. Please enjoy living my experiences with me, in a wonderful world of words…