Friday, October 2, 2009

Here at Last

After 22 hours of plane travel, plus 10 hours of layovers, we landed safely--and with all our luggage!--in Entebbe. We don't feel settled yet, especially with all the partially unpacked bags lying around, but it's good to be home. Our internal clocks still think we're on the East Coast of the U.S. rather than East Africa, but that won't last forever. Tai doesn't remember his home, and Ava is asking familiar people what their names are. We've got quarrels to mediate, shelves to organize, and trees to resuscitate. I'm trying to readjust to dirty feet and people knocking on my door at 7 in the morning. But it's good to be home. It's good to be back where we feel we have purpose and a place. It's good.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

So i begin

As i return to Uganda, i realize it's important for my emotional well-being and my spiritual growth that i record my thoughts regarding, well, who-knows-what. What i do know is this: that the last year was too hard to ever be repeated again; that i need help to see the tiny treasures of beauty hidden within the entanglements of my day; that too many times i want to remember wisdom or events or lessons for my children when they're older...yet i never write them down. This is a place for me to record the things of yesterday...and today...and tomorrow that can be fertilizer for my growth. And my children's growth. And my grandchildren's growth. The past, no matter how dark and scary, can be a platform for the beginning of great beauty and wonder.