Tiffany departed for Philadelphia at 6am Sunday. Tomorrow she packs up and ends up in South Africa. The next day she arrives in Madagascar.
It was rough, saying goodbye. She will do great things, and I am so proud of her.
I'm OK. That's the way I've put it to everyone who asks. Im not happy by any means, but she's not dead, and I am truly happy and excited for her. I guess you could call me blue. And weak. It seems like everything is just a little harder to do.