Well I now write this post to you from the Amsterdam
airport. I am halfway through my flight back home to Florida. With my six-hour
layover, I have some time to attempt to compile my thoughts into a blog post. Words
cannot describe how incredible it has been returning to Uganda. I just want to
thank everyone again who has supported me, both financially and with your
prayers throughout this trip. From
the very beginning, this trip has truly been about trusting in God and being
faithful to the plans He has for my life. For me, I feel like God has really
stretched me this time around. From stressful missed flights to just placing my
safety in His hands in every situation, it has been a pretty incredible ride.
The hardest part of this experience is always the goodbyes. On
Wednesday, I said goodbye to Mama Lucy. She is one of the mamas for the girls.
I love this woman! Last summer, I dubbed her my African mother. She is so
hardworking and has such a beautiful spirit. She is a great mama to the girls.
I was thrilled to hear that she is expecting a precious little one of her own
late November J I
have nothing but admiration and respect for her. As she hugged me goodbye, she said,
“ Auntie Brooke, no tears this time. You are a big girl now!” Such a typical
Mama Lucy statement J
All I can say is I will miss her dearly.
Yesterday, I said goodbye to the girls and boys. This time I
did shed some tears, especially when saying goodbye to Mercy. As I hugged Alima
and told her that I loved her and was going to pray for her, she asked “
Auntie, why are you crying? Are you sad?” I told her that these were happy
tears and just a little bit sad too. It’s the truth. I am so happy and blessed
to have had the privilege to spend a total of three months loving on these
girls. I am grateful for the time I’ve had to be a part of their lives. They
have blessed me a thousand times over. Alima was also kind enough to point out
and say “Auntie Brooke… your tears are dirty.” I forgot to pack the waterproof
mascara J
It’s hard for me to accept that I probably won’t be going
back to Uganda anytime in the near future. It is still my desire to one day
return and even have the opportunity to show my family Amani and this country I
have fallen in love with. I know that at this time in my life, I am supposed to
focus on continuing my nursing education and starting this next phase of my
life. Uganda and Amani will always have a big part of my heart and that red
clay isn’t going to rub off too easily J
In the words of
Lydia… “Auntie, its not goodbye… its see you later.”