Last time in Yapacani ....

I just come to Santa Cruz and left my family in Yapacani for the last time. It feels only weeks ago, since I first meet them. Now we were all trying to hide our tears, without success. I only lived there for 4 months and I been away around a month and a half of that time. Nevertheless, I have a really bad feeling in my stomach.

For a farewell present I had made a photo album, and printed two other pictures in a bigger size. The two bigger photos were of Simona holding her grandson on 2 weeks and the other was of Jaime and me. One the back I had written thank you for everything notes. Both Jaime and Simona started crying. That made me feel worse and started crying myself. Later it made me think about how lucky I am and all the things I have done and will do. That was for sure one of the strongest moments of my life and I was thinking how I soon will be traveling, having new experiences, meeting new people and everything. While they will continue living there life, without being close to having my opportunities or experiences. Still they are waking up each day, does their work and don’t complain. I feel so bad, I should wake up feeling nothing but happiness and pleasure because of my opportunities, but I don’t. Why is it so that those that already have a lot wants more, but those that have little accepts the reality? One thing is sure and that it is easier not to get emotionally attached to anyone, but on the other side, life isn’t fun without it either.

Me and Jaime playing chess.

Simona, Alberto (one of the neighbor kids) and me.
My three brothers and me watching football. Brasil 2 - Paraguay 1
Last breakfast in Yapacani.