It is as it should be
6 years ago, I disembarked an aeroplane in the capital, Kinshasa. What I saw that day really opened my eyes. Who would have thought that all the chaos, all the mayhem, all the war, all the famine, all the death and suffering would become an intergral part of my very existence. I surely have grown as a human in this godforsaken place called the DRC. Tomorrow I leave Mbandaka for the final time..and I am sad.
Or is it sadness?? A mixture of emotions I thought I would never experience..I leave behind friends...who have become family..I leave behind the reason for being who I am
its time to move on...
Stamps Of Friends
please note me the link of your own personal stamp that I might add it here.