I'm sitting here struggling to comprehend the fact that my little brother is now 18, and therefore technically an adult- a thought which both shocks and terrifies me. This shock has clearly been creeping into my subconscious as I had a dream last night that you were a very chubby 5 year old and I was angry because Dad wouldn't let you play sport. More than one aspect of this dream are extremely unrealistic.
Every time that I read the blog to see that you are not listed among the fallen I breathe a sigh of relief. If only you can hold out one more day and resist the runs on your birthday! (Sorry to the current walking wounded- this is a very selfish request).
I can't believe how vibrant India sounds- I hope that Tanzania has prepared you for some of it but I guess it is different living somewhere than just visiting. The poverty and hardship you are seeing should be shocking you, I hope that you all manage to find the balance between being able to see it in its wider context but also not being hardened to it all.
The weather has really outdone itself in honour of your birthday back in NZ- I will be spending it at the beach but I hope you find a really special way to celebrate India-style. I've attached a photo that may or may not work- it shows that you have been capable of manly things like mowing the lawn from a young age and also that your gift of vaguely unpleasant facials in photos is deeply ingrained. Try and smile in at least one for your mother.
Much love,
Jess
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