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On what seems most pressing right now.

As the weeks have passed since my last post, I’ve pondered what to write about on so many occasions. Discussing the political situation here is off limits – that’s part of working in humanitarian aid. While it goes without saying that everybody’s got opinions about the political context unfolding around them, we’re expected to keep those feelings to ourselves in the interests of addressing the beneficiaries we’re serving, directly or indirectly (in my case at this moment in time, it’s very much the latter). In any case, it’s not the best time in history for amateur pundits to philosophize publicly about the powers that be in just any country. Particularly this one.

I could certainly talk about my work, but the truth is that while it feels very important and exciting to me, it’s not very sexy and wouldn’t really thrill my gentle readers. More often than not, it’s a bit of a pickle even to get the people I work with excited about it.

This country and this city are extraordinary, but I still don’t feel any air of authority to opine about it, and the wonderful and terrible little quirks we saw every day in the Philippines aren’t here so much – except politically, and for that I refer you back to my first paragraph.

The distance between C and I is necessary, but it’s suffocating…I know it’s temporary, but keeping this struggle to myself has become one way of coping with it…life sometimes simply is what it is, and when a difficult thing is sure to pass, my survival instincts at present are telling me just to get on with it (though a few more months into this might bring a different perspective).

However, living alone leaves me time I never had before to explore how I use my time, and one of the things I’ve found myself doing quite a lot is suffering the shock of what feels like a world gone absolutely fucking insane.

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The Most Important Things

Obama just got re-elected.

I just had my first afternoon out (after a year!) with a new-ish lady friend, complete with swimming, shopping, a cup of coffee and tons of gossip (in French!).

Assad is refusing to leave Syria, but not before Cameron decided to let the world know that he would grant him safe passage through the UK.

My mother-in-law slipped on a teensy bit of grease she missed on Sunday 20 minutes before 18 members of the family arrived for a big lunch she’d planned…she broke her right shoulder and is virtually incapacitated and completely annoyed.

The French government is set to legalize gay marriage, and there’s all this talk now about what that will mean about gay adoption (which remains illegal for the time being).

I finally found a doctor I like here.

U.S. American politicians are finally talking seriously – if neither loudly nor often enough – about climate change.

One of my besties is preggers (after a long time wanting it).

At any given point in time, we’re part of about thirty thousand degrees of involvement within the various communities around us, and sometimes it’s damn hard to figure out which ones are the most important.

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Out with the old…

Today we went for a walk…Sunday afternoon, and the sun was working its way out from behind the clouds.  The trees are fully in bloom here, bursting with little pink, white, and yellow flowers, while the willows sway more heavily with their distinctively chartreuse foliage.  The fragility of spring is extraordinary; it is its freshness, its newness that makes it sing for us – the promise that it cannot stay.

But spring has been strange this year.

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