Last Days in Chile

I'm heading home in a few days and I'm so excited! It's well and truely time to go home.

At the same time I am a little sad to be leaving. Not because of this place as such, but the family I'll be leaving behind. My Gran is turning 80 next April and I had entertained the idea of being here for that. It's a big mile stone but more importantly, how many other birthdays will there be for us to share with her? No one likes to think of these things but you can't denie that there will be at least less than 30 more birthdays, maybe less than another 20, possibely less than 10.

I will miss Dalia and the boys, Vincente and Alvaro. They have many challanges ahead. It can't be easy being a single mother of two teenageboys in such a chauvanistic country as this. I wish they were closer, I wish they could be there for our family dos in Australia. Dalia was the other sister, the sister that got left behind when we went to Australia. She should have come with us.

Tia Anna too will be sorely missed. She is so much like dad in so many ways. She's been great to get to know, I'm proud to have her as my aunt.

I'm going to miss Tono, Tia Juanita, Marco, Sarita. They are all gold.

Will not miss Daniela. She's my cousin and I love her but she is an irritating little shit. Possibly the worst mannered, most egocentric brat I've ever known. Both arrogant and a lier, I can only hope she does ok for herself because her attitude thus far in life has won her few friends - if she can't look after herself, I can't imagine anyone else wanting to.