It’s 4:50 a.m. I don’t need to be awake yet, but here I am, sitting in the dark in my D.C. hotel, typing out this post one laborious letter at a time on my iPhone.
In a few hours I’ll board a plane with my husband, our 9-year-old daughter, and 17 other adventurers and begin our long journey across the Atlantic. We’re going to RWANDA!!!
Through all the packing and chaos of the past few weeks, it hasn’t really had a chance to sink in until now! This is a bucket list moment, people. I’m going back to a land that stole my heart, to love and learn from a people that changed my world. This is huge.
And I’m bringing my biggest little girl. That scares and thrills me. Mostly the latter. Just in the past 12 hours since we left home, Tim and I have delighted in this non- distracted time with her. She is the eldest of our three, and she’s always been such a good, easy child I feel like we sometimes overlook her as we put out fires with the other two. We’re so thankful for family and friends at home who are caring for our littlest littles so we can pour into Annabell over the next 11 days!
Not that leaving the other two is easy. I cried approximately 37 times yesterday. My eyelids look like Vienna sausages. But it’s all good, because WE’RE GOING TO RWANDA !!!
I hope to post while we’re there, but I can’t promise anything until we see how the wi-fi works. One of our guest house’s advertised amenities is 24/7 power, so that sounds promising.
I’ll also be (hopefully) updating the Imana Kids blog (imanakids.org) each day, mostly with guest posts or interviews with our missions team.
So please check in, follow along on social media, and PRAY! This is sure to be an intense, emotional, spiritually challenging journey for all of us. Because, did I mention?
WE’RE GOING TO RWANDA!!!