Written for Friday, July 24
I woke up just in time for the power to go out. In the dark, I made the final preparations for the journey home. It was a little bit magical as the house came alive amidst the blackness. In a sort of silent and dark ballet, they moved and arranged. Tea was set. Bags were loaded. All was ready. And under Steven's careful umbrella, I was hurried to the car. And in the rainy dark, dark of the all-too-early morning, I slipped away.
At the airport, I watched the sun sneak up over beautiful Lake Victoria. And, although, on this, the morning of my departure, a thousand thoughts vied for my attention, I was quiet. Calm. Peaceful. So I reveled in the glory of the morning. Then, gathered my things and boarded the plane with peace in my belly, hope in my heart, and a sense of purpose.
Awakened, by all that I've seen and experienced, I find that I'm learning to dream with my eyes wide open.
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P.S. Thanks for coming with me on this amazing journey! Your love and support was essential and appreciated. I hope to have pix and videos up in a week or so!
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
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