It is time to begin this Journal….I have been in Uganda for just under one month, and this is the first chance I am having to sit down and pause…reflect…breathe.
It is amazing to me really, how natural and normal it feels to be here again. I had been worried that after a year back in the West, I would have trouble adjusting to life here in Uganda. But it has been a pleasant surprise to just enter the flow of life here without great effort, but with great familiarity.
I find that I have carried with me a lot of stress, anxieties about time and money and my addiction to lists and getting them all crossed off in good time…not all of these things are bad…only not a part of regular life here in Uganda…These are things that linger with me from my time in Canada, that I am trying to shrug off, not unlike that big old winter jacket I gladly left behind J These things will go with time, and I am praying that that old sense of patience and ease that I found here last year will return…and I can begin to feel more like myself again. For now let me just say that I am still missing the ease of a washer/dryer and the joy easy access to clean water…and water in general.
We have made the first application for a DEPENDANT’S PASS for me, which is the also the first step towards an eventual RESIDENT CARD. We went into Internal Affairs on Friday only to be told to return on Tuesday. Not unusual, and the lady was more than nice so we left feeling encouraged rather than discouraged. I have to say that our experience with Internal Affairs so far, has been mostly a positive one. As we say here, “the world is round – anything can happen!”
I spent the day today pouring over receipts and organizing our budget a bit….so many practical things to do now that the wedding is over and we are back to regular life, and responsibilities…no time for a honeymoon just now….maybe at a later date we will whisk each other away for a bit of a get-away …but for now, we have far too much to do! We get overwhelmed sometimes…and tend to jump beyond ourselves to dreams and ideas for the future of this organization…but are able to pull each other back to the realities before us and all that needs to get done before other things can happen. And so, we take note of ideas, and make some lists….which will be put somewhere for safe-keeping until it is the right time.
I realize as I sit at this keyboard, that I could write and write…but that I don’t want you all to get tired of reading, so let me leave it at that and just say that it is good to be home.
Home Sweet Home.
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2 comments:
WHat an amazing story - and I will be praying for you - I have a friend who spent many years in Africa with her husband doing mission work - I'm gonna pass your name to her -
God bless you all there
Lola, it is so great to read your blog once again...I almost forgot about it...I am sure it was God leading me to remember...I am glad you feel home there. Love you and miss you!
Pouty
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