Something I Forgot but Needs to be Said.

At the end of the sanji on Friday, the last one at Priya's house, I wanted to say a few words (my goodness, don't I sound like my dad?). I asked Crazy Uncle Bo Bo to translate for me because I wanted to make sure that everyone understood what I was saying.

How hard could it be to express my gratitude for being allowed to share in this wonderful event; for being accepted as a member of the family; for trying to return the feeling of love that Kimber and I had felt all week? Well, turns out it was pretty hard.

I started crying (I know, I know, no surprise there) when I asked Uncle Bo Bo for help. He walked with me into the living room which was packed with women and the men came in from the garden. Bo Bo announced that I wanted to say something, and then I really started to cry and I could barely speak. So, Uncle Bo Bo said "What she is trying to say is thank you for everything."

There was so much on my mind and in my heart that night: the lessons we had learned, the kindness and patience that had been shown to us, the unconditional love and acceptance that everyone expressed to us, the communication that took place which transcended any barrier of language or age.

Uncle Bo Bo helped Kimber and I say thank you: Coop, Coop Ahbar. (Thank you very, very much.)

Laughter, tears, singing, food. It was a great night all around.