Monday, February 1, 2010
Megan's 2-1-10 E-mail
Sometimes I forget that I used to live in America. Sometimes I forget that I have a family. Sometimes I forget who I am? Just like Matt was telling me-it's like you just forget that you used to have a life before...it's hard to describe. But it's not a bad thing-hopefully it means that we've gotten somewhat lost in the work.
Melanie's comment: looking at her living conditions, no wonder she's forgotten about America, but that's better than wishing she was here!Look closely at her legs-bites and scratches all over!