Wow.
It’s a lot harder to hear about the girl replacing me next year than I thought it would be.
My counselor just called my host mum to talk to her about this girl. Her name is Mary-Anne and is from Columbia. She’ll be living with all 3 of my familie (just in a different order), be a part of my Rotary Club, go to my school…. I know that this was Joao this time last year, hearing about some girl from Canada who would be coming in and taking over his life. I knew that this was coming, but I didn’t expect to feel such a sense of…. I dunno, loss I guess. Like it’s just another sign that my time is coming to an end and someone else is already lined up to take over for me. It’s hard. A lot harder than I thought. Especially because I’m getting ready to move families again in about 3 weeks.
It’s weird. I thought I’d be more excited. And I am, and I’m really excitedto write a letter to this girl that I’ll leave with my counselor when I go home. But at the same time, it’s like I just want to stop time right now. And live here, in this moment, forever.
If only time worked like that.
