mamita called me last night, worried after reading yesterday's entry... but all is well, it's not so much sadness as it is reflection... i've actually had a really nice couple of days, there was a pacific devotional the other night, and it was awesome to see everyone again, and then yesterday i finally ran into all the ticos who are visiting-- so funny to be sitting in the lunch room in haifa, israel, and see tata and vargitas and juanfra walk down the stairs... and then to run into helen in the hall! plus, last night i ate dinner with the khadems and got to see pictures of niaz in bolivia, along with photos of paul and lorena (who, by the way, is such an ighani already... she looks a lot like layla!)

i think though, that we're all missing home... even going to albuquerque didn't quite quench my craving for family... "just visiting" isn't the same as being around all the time... and i haven't gotten in touch with eriquita in forever! if you read this, i'll try and call tonight, yeah?

work has been interesting... so many people in the office are running around like crazy, working ridiculous hours because of the counsellor's conference, and meanwhile, i'm on the web for a lot of the day, just trying to keep my mind occupied when there isn't much to do... maybe that's where all the nostalgia came from... hmmm....