So i'm here at midnite in a hotel room in lagos. Quite tired but yesterday was worse. I arrived in nigeria having suffered pain in my ears for some thirty minutes before landing. Twice as i made a transit before final destination.
Today despite the fact i had to wake up very early to catch morning flight to lagos, i think i made the right decision to take some medicines before flying that i ended up sleeping the whole flight.
Days are packed. Exhausted.
In the other side of the ocean, husband is surviving with a kid and a baby. That's not easy that is. Guess we all are struggling.
Hang in there us. I'm coming home soon enough to be with you once again. That what makes all struggle worthwhile. That what makes everything make sense.