And one more quick story...

... that I had meant to write about but forgot, I guess.

Friday I worked the afternoon shift at Shishu Bhavan because I was feeling a little down.  There are these two Indian women, a mother and daughter, who work there in the afternoons and are incredibly sweet and very inquisitive.  As I was sitting with a little boy named Mohit, just keeping him company because he, too, seemed to be a bit down, the daughter walks over to me and says, "You are becoming beautiful.  You are more and more beautiful each time I see you.  There must be something in the Indian air that is making you. beautiful."  The mother, who is always right there with her daughter (they're so cute!) then says, "Yes.  Kolkata is making you beautiful." 
And of course it's always nice to be called beautiful.  But what I really loved about that conversation is the truth in those statements.  There is something about Kolkata that I think has changed me, made my soul a bit more beautiful.  Whether or not that is actually reflected on the exterior, I can't judge.  But I'm definitely certain that what is on the inside is much more beautiful.
Also, when I told her about what a hard time I was having making the decision to stay and making things work, the daughter told me, "Do not worry.  It will all work out."  That was a big comfort.  And they did, so I thank her among many others for that.