Since I last blogged too much has happened to try to catch up...Tornado, Tunisia, Termination of my business....so, I am just going to pick up where I am today, in the middle of painting the interior of my home and trying to do homework and study. I took a lunch break and sat down at my dining room table which is in the middle of my small kitchen because I am painting the dining room. In the center of the table sits a container filled with shells that Yousef collected for me from the beach in Gabes when I was in Tunisia in May. I picked one up and sand fell from it to the table in front of me. I touched it...touched part of my other home 5000 miles from here. It doesn't take much to make me cry these days, which is slightly odd because I am extremely happy. I am happy with my life and my family. I am thankful for all of these years of beautiful souls I have had come into my life. I cry for the place so far from my life here. I miss Tunisia. I have all the peace I have ever imagined when I am there, but not my home and my children. So now, the challenge of my lifetime: To try to add there to my life without sacrificing what I have here.