Last night the women held a special drumming ceremony for me with dancing and singing, and I was sent off with about 20+kg (over 40lbs) worth of peanut and cashew products and blessings for health, a good life, a good husband ("handsome and with money" they prayed), greetings for my family, and a life of peace until I called them. I will write more about it as soon as I can get my computer to connect to the wireless in Kaolack, or save it for Dakar in a few weeks. I head to Mali tomorrow evening.
Leaving was so much harder than arriving, or leaving America for Senegal. I'll be honest and lay it out right now, it's going to be tough for me to come back...have patience, know that I love you all. I head to France in the fall for my next international adventure.
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We were thinking about you yesterday. I'm sure it was very sad. My eyes were tearing up when I thought about it and I wasn't even there. I guess I know how much we miss you here too. On to new adventures...
We love you!
Mom and Dad
Leaving America you knew you would be coming back—leaving Senegal is much more of a question mark as to whether you will return. Imagine it was a wrench to leave after becoming a part of so many peoples' lives.
Take strength in knowing the impact you had on your village.
Jodi
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