Surreal and Reality

As I sit looking out the window at the children’s home, it is so surreal. For the past 18 months, I have been having my morning cuppa tea looking at that building and imagining that it is a buzz of activity…I knew it would happen. Despite all the set backs and the bumps along the way with people and things, it is here! It is done! It is functioning!

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So, I decided to spend this afternoon, while Ruby is playing with the kids next door, reflecting on the 18 months that were, and here is what comes to mind…

Excited. Tired. Confused. Angry. Sad. Ecstatic. Unbelievable. Helpful. Hurtful. Money. Exhausted. Reality. Rain. Sun. Outdoors. Animals. Fumes. Donkeys. Yellow. Depressed. Annoyed. Happy. FINALLY! Babies. Boys. Snot. Poop. Smells. Love. Hugs. Smiles. Baths. Injera. Laundry. Diapers. Water. Generator. Busy. Power. Doctors. Scans. Medicine. Progress. Support. Tea!

I could probably fill two or three pages of just words to describe this experience and roller coaster ride that I have been on the last 18 months or so. I have definitely been sitting in the front row of that roller coaster. I have been feeling every emotion deeply. I don’t think this makes me weak, as many would see it, instead I think it makes me real. I feel, I feel lots of things; pain, happiness, sadness, ecstasy, I feel it all.

As I sit here and look at that building next door through rows of diapers and drying laundry, it feels surreal and it feels like reality. I am where I am meant to be, and I am grateful to everyone who supports me and the vision we have for women and children in Ethiopia.

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Time to put the kettle on and have a quick cuppa before I head back over to collect Ruby and give (and get) lots of kisses and hugs.