As many of you know, I am no longer "Gone to Uganda," but rather "Home Sweet Home." I departed from Entebbe on Monday May 5th and reached Minneapolis on Tuesday and was warmly greeted by my aunt and grandma. My original tickets did read that I was to depart on the 9th of May, but with my Visa expiring on May 6th, I figured the path of least hastle was to change my ticket. Some people knew of my early arrival, but with my sister still in the dark, I had to be a bit general when speaking about departure dates and saying my last goodbyes. But, my sister was surprised, so it was an absolute success. Now I am home, I'm somehow wishing I was back.
It is definitely good to be back home, but part of me is longing to be back in the place I have grown to love so much in the course of 4 short months (but at times, those 4 months felt like an eternity). If I could just walk through a door to "Uganda." If only it was that easy...
I did go out with a bang though. I spilled some hot carmel/syrup sauce on my hand the day I left Kasana, so traveling back to America, I had all my fingers wrapped up in this bandage which gave me more of a paw than a hand. I was either "back from the war," or I "got in a fight with a gorilla." Sadly, my story is much less dramatic.
As I close this chapter of my life, I have real hopes of opening it up in the not too distant future. Kasana has really left a special place in my heart and it is amazing to see the Father's heart in all that is happening at New Hope.
Thank you all once again for your comments, letters of encouragement and prayers while I was gone. Continue to keep New Hope in your prayers as they bring "The Fatherhood of God to the Fatherless."
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