The one just passed, it was a very difficult November. If before I could go to help the boys at the refugee camp in Diavata, one day I found myself in a new lock-down again. This Covid doesn’t leave us a moment of peace, because you are forced to live with something you can’t handle. I always have to be careful those few times I go out for shopping. With the kids at home is fine, they are super nice and we are now a family. We support each other in these very difficult times, laughing and joking.
It worries me that I have to stay away from the kids for the duration of the lock-down. I would like to stay with them and take care of them, but at the moment it is not possible. Better days will surely come and I can’t wait to be able to hug them again (just kidding, momentarily touching our elbow) and give my time to them.
