It's like,...the bear releasing my bloody neck from its vicious grip.
...or reaching the surface after an unexpectedly deep dive
...or removing the shackles that held me and my life down for a year,
its ....submitting my thesis, in true Samoan fanfare: 1 week overdue, no sleep, bad diet, last minute changes and frayed nerves.
It aint over yet though, still got to get the final feedback and then OD to stress about (the night before haha).
But may I take this moment to say, ...WHAT A FECKING RELIEF!
I am ever so grateful to those who helped me in the previous year, supporting me through phone calls, emails, skyping, communication...and then there were the babysitters, midwives (CJ:) house cleaners, visitors to tolerated my nonchalant attitude to the paperwork strewn across the living room, and the guest room, and the car, and the toilet sometimes.....thank you!!!
I coul really be saying thank you to mon mari and tell him i love him for caring for my babies, and doing the cooking and cleaning and attending girlie birthday parties where he is the only male, or when he accompanied me to Samoa for a holiday that doubled as my fieldwork, where he spent most of the time hangng out with Moelagi while i chased down participants....i really could say that he has been the best supporter ever, but then again, he's being a bit of a ki'o at the moment.
so no thanks.