This post is dedicated to you Peace Corps Parents.
You are amazing.
You don't hang up on us when we call at 2:17 a.m. because we can't figure out the time difference.
You don't worry when we finally email to explain we were being detained by the Russian government when we were supposed to be Skyping you.
You don't laugh when we admit we pooped our pants outside the bus station.
You don't cry when excitedly recount how our new "mom" made us our favorite meal.
You don't complain when your monthly box's shipping costs more than the merchandise inside.
And of course, when we call crying, you tell us to it's okay to have a bad day and tomorrow will be better.
I love Peace Corps Parents.
(P.S. Thanks Dad for the awesome spices, dried fruit and Borax! Thanks Ma for the massive amount of reading material, the agav syrup and the awesome hair products!)