I am so incredibly blessed by this man. He encourages me daily to be a better person and woman of God. He pushes me to be bold when it’s hard, and to surrender the things I’m not in control of. He makes me laugh every hour of the day. I am myself when I am around him, and it’s okay because he is a complete dork as well. It’s funny, how it all worked out. All I know, is that I am so incredibly happy.
I miss my babies. The longer that I’m home from Africa, the easier it is to forget. Forget the people, the places, the poverty, and all that I learned. That was my biggest fear. I hate that I can experience something so life changing, yet already forget what I have seen. I’m trying to keep the same perspective that I had after being in Africa. It has been an adjustment, but its one that it so, so necessary.