It’s newly dark. Venus is setting in the west, with the moon nearly beside her. Beautiful. Kids play in the street. They ask me to play with them. we toss around a tennis ball. It’s a windless, perfect night. And it all feels, amazing.
This thing, the peace corps, like life in general, seems to be a series of ups and downs. Peaks and valleys. Tonight, I must be sitting on a beautiful crest, overlook a glorious life. Not as a king, but as an equal.
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I learned this weekend, that to be vulnerable is to be close to God. I can get into the theological basis some other time, but suffice it to say that during your time with the Peace Corps, you've been vulnerable. Good for you.
I saw the moon and Venus that night over the ocean! Thinking of you. Love, aunty
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