i miss the people. i miss being there. i miss a lot of things.
& if i'm honest there are a few things i don't miss.
things i don't miss:tucking in the mosquito net around the bed every single night
that crackhead rooster waking me up EVERY morning between 3 & 4am!
taking a "shower" in a bucket
Trying to convince Kenyans that WWE is not real
& watching really really bad Japanese action dramas... (dubbed with Swahili)
my spine crumbling to pieces from driving on the roads & adding up the chiropractor bill in my head
kids trying to braid my hair
always being called Mzungu
rice & beans :)
always having a camera in my pocket or around my neck
turkeys, geese, cows, and chickens...
doing laundry in a bucket
being constantly covered in dirt
things i miss:falling asleep to the laughter & playing of happy orphans
being in the middle of extreme poverty... and knowing Someone who can/does change the world.
the amazing beauty of the country all around
any time of day just chillin anywhere in the house and hearing a group of orphans singing worship songs. sometimes English... sometimes Swahili.
being with my wife 24/7
slowly taking in every moment of every day. for some reason that doesn't feel possible here. (but maybe it is)
watching my wife love on
listening to other people tell me about their dreams.
having time to dream
playing "soccer" every single day
greeting the kids at the children's home 1 by 1 as they walked home from school every day
about 100 specific individuals
dancing in church
not having a mirror or ever seeing myself
telling the girls floor at the orphanage "goodnight" every night & their response
a kid always holding my hand
carrying Kenyan shillings - so cool & colorful
making orphans smile & laugh
*there's probably a whole lot more, but this is just off the top of my head.