Just a photo tribute to those I love in Pleebo. How do I say goodbye to those who opened their arms, hearts, and homes to me during a confusing and (at times) stressful situation? How do I express my gratitude and appreciation to those who treated me like one of their own, even when I was so radically different or maybe even bizarre compared to their families? I never can say goodbye to these beautiful people – it is only ever “see you later.”
I will see you again, Zone 2. And until then, I will miss you plenty-oh.
|Patricia and I - I am holding her son, Rufus Jr.|
|Henu, Merdia, and I|
|Roland and I, with Henu and Ma-E|
|Georgia & Alexander and family|
|Cecilia and Hnede|
|May and I|
|David, the owner of Real Madrid Teashop, and I|
|Peter, Ma-E, AB, and I|
|Hamas and Amadou, Rufus, Jr. and I|
|June Boy and I|
|Eliyassa, Merdia, and I|
|Angel and I|
|Regina, Muhammad, and I |
This woman is the best mother I know.
The poor guy was teething and not too happy this night...
|Beatrice and her family|
|Evelyn, Mieta, Jimmy, and I|
|Amadou and I|