I Need Africa

I've been in Africa for two weeks now.

It seems like I've been here much longer.

But not in a "the time is dragging by...when will this year be over" sort of way.

It feels longer in a wonderful, satisfying way...like I've always been meant to live here.

I feel a part of this place.

I feel this place is a part of me.

I felt much this same way the last time I was in Africa.

I sacrificed a great deal to come here.

Time with close friends and family...celebrating weddings, giving birth, and growing older.

And in those first few days of jet-lagged, blurry-eyed adjustment (see upcoming post of "France Affect") there were moments of doubt.

But now..oh, but now...I rejoice... in the beauty of this place...in the smiling, giggling faces of the children I have already grown to love deeply.

I am so thankful.

For this opportunity...for the support of my family in helping through the transition...and for Africa.