Category Archives: Africa
Overcome
This week was the anniversary of our leaving our home in Bundibugyo. The anniversary of the day we cried and we hugged and we trusted and we shifted and we carried memories and left so much behind. The day when … Continue reading
Slapped awake
It was morning when I told my children. Told them that Jason was very very sick. That he might die. They asked me, “Who??” and I told them, “Joshoni” which is how we all pronounced his name, there, in Bundibugyo. … Continue reading
Somewhere
I dress in a long kitangi dress, embroidered at hem and neck and fit for a ceremony. I wrap a headscarf over my hair, put cow horn earrings in my ears and slip on some fancy high heeled sandals. Walking … Continue reading
In which He calls me Dreamer
I am waking up the dreamer within me It is a bit frightening My dreams are many Messy and scattered Hopelessly hopeful Unrealistically wild Utterly dear Safer kept under wraps Tucked away To perhaps, by happenstance someday Come true When … Continue reading