I live in Africa… Even though I moved here in 2007 I think in some ways that fact is still sinking in. Having made a “visit” to the USA and then returning to Kenya is making it seem more real. For years and years my dream was to one day live and work in Africa. Actually it has been my dream since I was 15 years old and spent a summer in Mozambique. So the reality is that I’m living out my dream. Right now I’m sitting in a gazebo by the river admiring God’s creation as I work. It’s one of those moments when it really hits me “I live here!”
I think some people from our community just assumed that we were going to America for good. Even some of William’s family members were surprised that we came back. I want this community to know that we are committed to them. I want them to know that this is our home, and we will be here as long as the Lord has us here.
I feel like we are relatively adjusted back to life in Africa. The other night I accidently inhaled a fly while going to use the outhouse before going to bed. It was a reminder, “Yup, I’m back in Kenya!”
But at times it really is amazing that I actually live here. I live in beautiful, terrible, amazing, complicated, simple, crazy, war-torn, peaceful, amazing Africa!