This morning, the monks were brought to the apartment to lead the final ceremony of the weekend. Many people had already gathered to participate by the time I arrived, including Sharon. The Laotian women were all dressed in beautiful silk skirts, and everyone wore a colorful sash. After the prayers, all the guests ate their fill and then gathered up leftovers to take home.
By midday, most people had cleared out, but Thuy and I stayed behind to help restore the apartment to normal—vacuuming, moving furniture back into the living room and bedroom, cleaning the bathroom, and washing the floors, and trying to make the place feel like a home again. A few hours later, we finally were able to sit down with Koukaï and breathe. Little Koukaï happily went off with her cousins for a ride to the airport, and Seuth snored loudly—first from the sofa, then from the bedroom (where he plans to continue to sleep on the massage table), so when Thuy and I left, Koukaï finally had some peace and quiet to be with her thoughts—not to mention the closets that she planned to go through ad clear out before her departure on Wednesday.
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