So I am finally settled in in Kampala and I have to leave. I have found my niche, my family, my home here. Peace for Children Africa is what I have waited for my entire life. Thinking about it keeps me smiling from ear to ear- the joy I feel right now is overwhelming. Even when I dreamed about coming to Africa, I never fathomed I would find such happiness, the kind that puts you on cloud nine. But I found it, it’s here, and I just truly discovered its depths within the past two weeks. It amazes me how much love I have felt there. We tell each other how much we love each other- “nkwagala nnyo”, we hug, we are open with our to-the-moon affection for each other. Those children are my equals, my friends, not “poor Africans”. They have changed me. They have filled me with the sense of wholeness I have been seeking, and now I larger hole will be left when I leave. I have been so blessed in my trip to Uganda in finding this organization, and it is because of PCA that I will without a doubt return someday. I know now that my life is just beginning, that the happiness I seek awaits me if I only grab ahold of it, and that no matter how “successful” I become in the American sense, it will never compare to the joy, happiness, and love I can attain through the children of Africa.
Welaba Uganda, until next time. Nkwagala nnyo.
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