Thanksgiving in Uganda
It’s rainy season here in Uganda, and this afternoon is particularly rainy and cold (yes, the low 70s feels cold to me now). I have Christmas music playing in the background and African tea cooking on the stove. I have…
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Gym Class Dodgeball
These last few months have me all confused with the concept of time. The days feel like weeks, yet the weeks feel like months, and each month feels like a day. So technically I’ve either been here for 65 weeks,…
heart bandaids
When I was little, bandaids were my favorite. They magically healed every boo-boo and they even had my favorite cartoons on them. Bandaids had a way of making everything feel better in the moment. She placed the cartoon bandaid on…
Life is Crazy and Exciting
After some major writer’s block, I am back to update you on all the cray life things happening here in Uganda. The past few weeks have held a lot of growth and good conversations. Working cross-culturally is so much harder…
It’s been over a month and a half since being here. Some days it feels like it’s been a week and some days it feels like it’s been 148 weeks. So much has happened in such a short amount of…
stop and sit awhile
The other day I was headed out for my run in the morning at the stadium near my house. I love running. I used to hate it, I actually used to despise it, running used to control me. Now in…
it’s just the beginning
The past year of living and serving in Haiti has been something I feel like I’ve been waiting and preparing to do for my entire life. I cannot believe that my year as a Lumos scholar has come to an…
Mukwano
Mukwano means friend in the local tribal language called Luganda. I have this mukwano. She is beautiful, strong, honest, and kind. I met her 5 years ago when I was first in Uganda. She works at a shop in town…
A Bug’s Graveyard: RIP
After spending a little over a week in India, we have officially moved into our apartment. Out of the four interns placed at our office, I was the third to arrive. The fourth, Emma, arrived a few days after me.…
Hola Papa Dios
“Hola Papa Dios” – “Hey Papa God” Words from our four year old to start off a prayer. It was just like any other night, we were all gathered in the living room upstairs and it was time for our…