Most of you know if you read my blogs that I have always dreamed of Africa. I don’t know what first lured me to its beauty and its people, but since I was maybe just 4 years old I have been in love. Over the years my fanatical moments peeked and then fell off as life came up on me but now after 24 years….. in 4 short days (man I hope they are short) I am finally going to step off the plane in Africa.
Mom I know you would love to see this as you sat and listened to me many of times talk about my desires to go. Kristen I am sad that we are not doing it together like we wanted to. Sherri Lynn when I get my “new name” you are the first to know. And to everyone else I promise I will make Stephanie take 100 pictures of how my face looked the minute I step on their soil.
I have known for most of my life that there was a reason I was supposed to be in Africa. Most of my dreams involved me mothering abandoned children and living amongst the locals, cooking and making baskets, playing soccer with the teenagers. All of them were so real. And so thanks to you my supporters who helped one of my biggest and longest running dream come true. And though I have no idea where in Mozambique we will be or what we will be doing, I am excited and hopeful for anything that comes our way and I know that even if I was cleaning out the squatty potty all month at least it would be in Africa.
