Somehow I missed the monumental marking of the "one month" till my trip...
But today, a few days short of a month - I made everyone in the office cry by showing them a video of The Hope Center, which had text in a different language, and they all started crying. I point out that the text was in a different language... because obviously my first instinct when text is in a different language is to not only make up what language it "probably" is but also to act as an interpreter... (because not only can I 'assign' which language I think it should be, but apparently I think I know all the languages). So they were crying, and I am making up words that seem correct and then I think...
This is my life right now... Everyone is sad that I'm leaving and I'm just excited/full of anticipation. I mean I am nervous - but its like happy overwhelming excited energy nervous, not like anxious nervous like I am normally. Packing is overwhelming so mostly I just watch movies and work and don't worry about anything that makes me anxious (good plan, right?). My room is a war zone full of goodwill piles and tasks I need to get done... and I'm in the middle avoiding all of it.
I cannot wait to be in Uganda because at least I will get to love on the children.
Let's be honest, all I really want to do is love on the children. A lot. Today, I was sharing with one of my three year olds at work, who wasn't feeling well, how much I loved him and was going to miss him and I will. I cannot wait to leave, but I'm afraid to miss out on all of those three year old adventures, hugs, and 'makeovers.' I just want to love on those kids... everywhere.
