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Bre left early Monday morning. It was a sad good-bye. It was so nice to have her here...it was just like a breath of fresh air. She gave me some good advice, and reminded me again of my past and who I really am. You don't realize how much you miss home, until a special someone from home comes to visit. It's kind of strange because, at this point in my life, the idea of home is very blurry. I guess my home will always be along side my mom, but she is in the States right now, and I don't think that I could ever call the U.S my home. Vic was my home for a long time, but even that memory is beginning to fade. Iran will always remain my home, but with all of the changes and political turmoil, it's hard to recognize it as the happy place of my childhood.

I am really loving my life in Taiwan. My room is the perfect sanctuary, and I have built a really close friends circle. But, it is just a temporary home. Maybe I should adopt the life-style of the turtle and just carry my home/shell on my back where ever I go. You have to have a strong exterior to be able to do that, but I think that is the path of my life. Hm...I have been getting more sleep these past couple of nights, and as a result I am much happier at work. My kids and I are really connecting, and I love seeing them change and grow each day. I am thank-ful for all of the good things in my life, and I look forward to the new challenges ahead.