I am eager. Time is etching by and winding down here. I feel as if my heart is about to explode. I can’t think of anything that is akin to the days that I have experienced here or the pictures that I have seen. It’s like I just dumped a huge 5000 piece puzzle on the table in front of me and it is begging me to put it together. Of course that takes forever. Or it looks like forever. I am eager to be able to open my eyes a bit wider after I leave and see more clearly. I, of course am a girl and have cried a lot here. Not over my circumstances or lack of freedom but for these ones who are voiceless right now. Crying makes me tired and foggy.
I am eager to go to the airport. I go tomorrow and confirm my flight with the airline and on Monday evening I make the trek to the airport. It takes about 5 hours to check in at the airport here in the DRC. I am assuming that the traffic is what will hold us up. I will arrive in the US at DFW on Tuesday at 6:35pm. I am eager.
Eager to hug, eager to run, eager to shoot, eager to shower, eager to eat, eager to curl my hair, eager to wear perfume.
Eager to post pictures.
photographs are coming. I promise.
Rip - Sounds like your eyes may be opened to some of the Worlds truths. Sound like I should be living vicariously through your experiance.
Have a safe trip.
Rachel - Kristin- you are missed at Starbucks! I still think of you often and keep you in my prayers. Can’t wait to see the photos.
Dana - I can’t wait to hear more!
angey price - I am eager to see you!!!!! I love you! I’m so thankful for you! I’m praying for you!