Remembering Afghanistan

The words, "Afghanistan will haunt you," and "we don't want to be forgotten," continue to linger in mind. I'm still connected somewhat to some of the trip participants. At least one woman, Sharon, will be returning over Christmas, taking along her son who recently returned home from a tour in Afghanistan followed by Iraq. She's speaking at a conference and I'm sure she WON'T be staying in a guest house. My bet is on the Kabul Serena Hotel - the only luxury hotel in town. Anyway... Lately, I've been dreaming about returning. It's not that I want to go back, my uncle recently returned from a 10-day visit (for work, he has some important, secret job) and he couldn't understand why anyone would want to visit there. In some way, I agree with him. But I've been waking to weird dreams, dreams compelling me to travel there again. I just need to get it out of my system. And writing helps that. I started writing for a travel blog - for MONEY! It's not much, but every little bit helps. This is the site: www.TravGuides.com; right now my story is on the front page, but will probably be moved to the Afghanistan section. At the same time this was posted, I received a beautiful black and white photo from Saverio, the only man (an Italian one, at that) on the trip. I opened it and cried. It was of little girls from the Afghans4Tomorrow School in Wardak. I was touched he took the effort to send the photo and it brought back memories of the experience. Be sure to visit Saverio's website to see his view of the trip.

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