Keo was my best friend in Laos. Our friendship started when she became our Lao Language teacher. Josh and I would always try to distract her or convince her to change it up a bit! One day a week we’d ask to do “Lao Culture” where we would take a walk and normally ended up with a donut, coffee, or crepe along the way. We would talk about Lao history and different parts of our city.
We started opening up to each other and formed a sweet friendship. I felt safe with her and wasn't scared to make cultural or language mistakes around her. Her kindness, and warm personality made it easy to spend so much time with her!
Keo is a very hard worker. Keeping up with so many things is not an easy task, but she did whole heartedly and with a smile! She carried a full time job in the city and then on weekends she would take a boat across the river to help her mom with her rice fields and brother who was in a bad motorbike accident. This doesn’t include all the time she spent outside of work building friendships with people so she could share.
Keo was there the moment I found out about my daddy’s passing. She also had lost her dad while way from home. Our Father had her there in the right place, at the right time. The moment I got the call that no daughter ever wants to get she was there. She met me with a hug, support, and understanding that only she could have.
Keo and I had fun, laughed, talked, cried, and learned together. I will never forget our friendship and I cannot wait to get back to her! Until then, I am definitely Missing Laos.