Missing Home

They say home is where the heart is, and I left mine there.  So… Uganda is home!!!

It has been 9 months since I was in Uganda. I miss the people.  I miss the food.  I miss the culture.  I miss the surroundings.  I even miss the rooster that would wake us up exactly at 7AM.  I miss the bed that felt like a rock and the pillow that felt the same.  I miss everything about Uganda.

As we go into Christmas, I remember that the people were grateful- even when they had nothing.  As you open your gifts on Christmas, remember the Ugandan people & be grateful for all you get.