Those are the words that Tines, a young man in Balan, said to me on the phone the other day.  He said, “You have to come to Balan in November because I cannot wait until December to see you. I feel good when I am with you.”

Well Tines, the feelings are mutual.  I miss my friends in Balan so much.  My heart aches to be with them.

I am the luckiest person in the world.

Michelle Pitman

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