Not Fun

The goodbyes have started.

This morning it was Andrew, my 'intern' who turned into one of the best friends I've made in recent memory. We had great times together doing fieldwork in Nampula and Zambézia, drinking beers, discussing development, comparing our tastes in music. He came over to say bye before flying up to Nampula, and at least I managed to control the tears until after he'd left. I believe we will see each other again, but it makes me sad to think that our friendship will inevitably change.

Then, this evening after my jewelry open house, I said goodbye to Helen. Admittedly we don't know her super well, but she is one of the best friends we have here and we will miss her dearly. She is such a unique person. I remember the first time we met at the Franco Moçambicano. I couldn't stop laughing - she has the most wicked sense of humor, and a great Scottish accent to accompany it. I hope she comes to visit if she takes a holiday in the US.

This is just the beginning. I don't know if I'm ready for all these farewells.