This is a blog about life in the Foreign Service and to gloss over the bad parts would be unfair. Yes, there are parties, nannies, and amazing friends, but there’s also terrorism, sheltering in place, and unexpected separation.
M and I are back in the U.S. The State Department authorized the departure of EFMs from Dhaka shortly after the terrorist attack at Holey Bakery. We left in July, and who knows if we’ll get to go back to Dhaka. I really hope so, but frankly I’ll be surprised if we set foot in the apartment we worked so hard to make our home ever again.
It’s been nice to spend this time with family and to watch M learn to love our families so intensely. Plus he’s getting to eat corn on the cob, rip up brightly colored fall leaves, play in the Great Lakes, go camping, and do other fun stuff.
We FaceTime with Nate and Athena every day, but this separation is taking a toll on everyone. It fucking sucks. There’s not really much else to say about it.
So I’ll finish with a word to the wise: no matter how hot the climate of your next post, make sure you take your winter clothes because you never know what could happen.
According to Athena 