I only have one week left in Rwanda.
What a reality check. It took me all morning to get out the house and get to church today because I knew that this would be the last time I would attend Ubuzima. I just sat on my bed, frozen in dread and unhappiness. Every time I made it as far as the door, I'd be crying before I could get my keys out the lock (it's a really difficult one). I finally made it there at one o clock, fairly composed and feigning a smile, when Jen greeted me by saying, “Only one week to go!” And I burst into tears again.
After Ubuzima I met up with Isabelle for our penultimate lesson. We were both sombre and muted, impending doom upon us.
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