I've never felt so honored.

In the morning I went to Nsambya Babies Home where we carried split logs from a pile behind the building up to a room behind the kitchen. It was definitely quite the task, but we all worked together really well. Plus, I needed some time to think over some things, and real manual labor was the perfect opportunity to do that. We played with the kids a little bit before we left to go back for lunch, and for some reason I was really tired and, like I mentioned earlier, had a lot to think about so I was content holding a sleeping baby and pretending like I couldn't play with the toddlers because of her. I'm not sure if that was selfish or not, but I really couldn't handle the crazy kids that day.

After lunch we had our planning meeting for the week. This was the start to my reality check that I was leaving. They began planning for Saturday, and asked me to help out with something they are doing that day, I had to decline because I would have already left. After the meeting one of the Ugandans came up to me and gave me a hug. He said, “I completely forgot you were leaving. You’ve been here so long, and you fit in here so well, that I just kind of assumed you would always be here.” This absolutely stunned me. This is something I have been questioning the entire time I have been here. Could I live here? Would this be a good fit for me? I was absolutely honored that a Ugandan had said this to me. I know someday I will be back. Being home, and seeing this life outside of Uganda, I still like my life and know that I am not in Uganda permanently right now for a reason. But I know that I was made to be there eventually, or at least that I was made to love being there.

I’ll go back someday, I know it.