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.