I must admit that today has been one of the hardest days at work. I miss my family so much and i wish i were able to go back home for he holidays. I really hate it here and everything about it, but i understand this is what i have to do for my family. It is so different here and i face so many dangers. Everyday i have to fear for my life and what might and can happen to me. Before i go to bed i pray God to keep me alive so that i can be able to go back home to my two beautiful baby daugheters. Everyday i try to get away from these weird mosquitoes that carry disceases such as malaria that can be transmitted to me through one sting and i could die. Theres also so many violence arround. i wish we could all just live in peace and work as a team to finish thia job as soon as possible, but i have sadly come to the conclusion that it is neatrly impossible. Once again i hope that i could live and that i am able to keep writting ky daily journal entries, for i have faith and know that God will listen to my pleads and thi picture of my daughters remind me why im here and what my objective is.
,Goodnight dear journal.
