I just remembered that last year I was convinced that what the student kept asking for was his "homeboy chain," and I totally disregarded it until ten minutes later when I realized that he had given me a pound and I owed him his "one pound change." He should have enunciated better. haha. Since then, my friend Peter called my Homeboy Chain, and I called him Petey West Side.
I cannot explain how much I miss NUA. When people ask about Egypt, I'm just overwhelmed and don't know where to start and feel like there is something in me that I can't articulate, but it just feels so full. I'd do anything to go back. But I wouldn't go back to work long-term unless I was married--it messed with my head a little last year.
I completely understand. On both points. And it may lessen, but I'll tell you, it never goes away completely. I've been back for a year and almost five months, and I still miss Ebeye. So I understand. I'm so thankful that there are people I served with on campus and we can commiserate and remember together. :D
ReplyDeleteKeep your chin up while you're readjusting to the States. Your outlook will always be different, but you're still you.
Thank you for your service.