I came across an article on Facebook yesterday, the way I come across most articles I read these days. Yes, yes, you can mock me now. The title of the article was 7 Reasons the Blunt Friend is the Best Friend You’ll Ever Have. I knew as soon as I saw the title….I was going to love it. Seems the older I get, the more blunt I become….and, I seem to be attracting friends that are blunt as well, which for the most part, I find truly refreshing.
I've been home from Uganda now for a few sleeps. But today the jet lag is killing me. My body hurts. My mind is numb and my heart is a mess. I'm a little lost too. I feel guilty to come home to the opulence of my life that I have, in some respects, taken for granted and always strived for more. I have a great job at one of the best organizations in the world. I have some amazing clients I'm working with. I have 3 amazing kids who are excited to have me home. Life is good. I mean really good. But my mind is fuzzy and I'm feeling overwhelmed.
I woke up this morning, before the sun came up, to the sound of the Adhan (the Islamic call to prayer), I wasn't sure if it was the middle of the night or dawn as time is lost now that I’m back in Uganda at the Sole Hope guesthouse for the second time as part of #solestories. Just as started to drift back to sleep a rooster started to crow, for the next 90 mins - this dude crowed with all the gusto and all the power he could muster