Hi, girlies. What do I miss most about home? Well, I miss you and Mommy very much, of course, but I'm beginning to think of what I'll miss about South Africa after I leave: The unheard music. Rhythm is everywhere. In the people, in the potential, in the poverty. It's like everyone is living their lives to a soundtrack outsiders can't hear. And the sun. Light is different down here, more exacting, more inquisitive, not indifferent. The sun has seen some things. Finally, the people. In a way, I wish we were all South Africans.
Hugs to Mama.