It is so strange to be in America one day and two days later to be sitting under a banana tree in my yard in
Again, I found an old post from a week after we had moved to Nyankunde in July 2015 and am reposting it below. I’ve commented
Bawump bawump. Cringe cringe. Bawump bawump. Stress stress. The shots ringing out this morning, echoing off the surrounding trees while I drink my morning cup of tea out on the porch, remind me how much living in Congo changes perspective.
Staring at your empty draft folder is one of the worst things in blogging. Taking time to write up a nice post full of good
For the last two months our family has been on a mini-furlough for visiting family and friends. We left at the very end of April