I miss Louise; also I, Miss Louise

Daniel and I - I am sharing Pop Rocks with him.

I miss Louise. For those who don't know, I am Louise whenever I am in a non-anglophone part of the world. It is my middle name and Heather is just impossible to say unless you are from Great Britain, the US, or Australia & New Zealand. They can't even say it in Ghana.

I have been toldthat I am a different person when I am Louise -- nicer, chiller, friendlier. Maybe it is just the speaking French part that makes me happy, I don't know.

Nonetheless, I have been getting emails from my companions in Notse. Daniel and Desire were like my sons/little brothers/students. They were at my house every day, we played, we worked, we read, we drew, we studied, we explored.

Here is the email I just received from Desire, he is about 13:

"Bonjour Louise ;comment ca va. C'est vrai que tu nous a quitte mais tu resteras sans mon coeur pour toujours.Depuis ton depart je suis reste en tristesse. Lorsque je me rapelle de nos petit jeux dans ta maison; les larmes viennent dans mes yeux.Ma mere te salut.S'il te plait envoie moi sa photo par ordinateur pour voir ton visage car tu me manque beaucoup.

JE T'AIME LOUISE. De la part de Desire."

Translation:

"Hello Louise, how are you? It is true that you have left us but you will remain in my heart forever. Since your departure I remain in sadness. When I remember our little games at your house tears come into my eyes. My mother sends her greetings. Please send me a photo via computer so that I can see your face because I miss you so much.

I love you Louise.

On behalf of Desire."

Isn't that so sweet. I miss my boys.