It was a little rough getting here with delayed flights, diverted flights, hours of sitting on tarmac and miscommunications. But we made it!!
It’s always so great to be back. I love sharing a country and people I love so much with people who haven’t had the honor of experiencing it. As my family and our friends come here and share in this together, it thrills me that they are beginning to love and embrace this place and this culture that is so deeply embedded in me.
There is a peacefulness about being here and sipping chai and using my rusty language skills and seeing familiar faces and smelling the distinct smell of a jacaranda tree growing in the rich, red soil.
I’ve been using Facebook and Instagram to drop photos, so there won’t be many here because the WiFi is a little spotty.
One of the Kenyan staff members summed me up well today. She said, “When I see you, I can see an American. But to interact with you, I can clearly see that inside the biggest part of your heart is Kenyan.” Pretty much.