The Beginning of the End

Santa Cruz is officially in its winter season, it is no longer scorching hot, en cambio it is about 8 at night and 15 during the day. It is not so bad during the day when it is not raining or windy but as soon as you put either of those into the mix or at night, it is freezing! Houses do not have heating nor very good insulation so ironically I think that it is colder here than it is back in Canada :S

The reality of this experience is starting to hit me, nine months after arriving. Emily Kosier went back to the United States on the 1st of June...and it was horrible. Our exchange group is a very tight unit, I consider all of us to be like siblings, we always use terms like "mi amor" or "mi vida" and we are always together! When Emily left it was a horrible tearful goodbye and it was actually like there was a force ripping her from us! Nothing is the same after that, the dynamic is different and there is an obvious part missing but we are making the best of it. This is the beginning of the end and as much as it sucks, it is the painful reality.
June is going to be a very difficult month, it has already brought heartbreak and tears (for the first time since I left Canada). I am not ready to leave Bolivia, just as I am starting to make really good Bolivian friends and loving school and not having issues with the language, it is all going to be ripped away. I never thought that it would hurt so much, you think about the pain of leaving your family back home but you never think of how much worse it is when you have to go back. It almost doesn't feel like it is worth it.
Nunca en mi vida ha sentido un dolor tan fuerte, nadien van a poder entender. Es como si hay algo cortiendo mi corazon en un monton de partes. No puedo respirar bien jamas porque la dolor me consuma enterito!