loving the unlikeable

I did not particularly love Wednesday. It started a little earlier than normal, picking up a still-sleepy middle schooler for her last day of final exams. I put a smile on my face, said a cheerful good morning, and was met with all the grouchiness of an eleven-year-old forced to be up early for a… Read More

hem me in

“April 18, 2015 — what do I expect of God? I feel hemmed in by loss…there is nothing to cling to aside from you, God. Everything is stripped away except for your presence—and even your presence so often fails to live up to my expectations, because often my expectations revolve around what your presence ought… Read More

shifting: thoughts on re-entry

Linking up this week at Velvet Ashes {The Grove}, where this week’s conversation centers on re-entry. — At Kasana, there is plenty of moving. People come and go; foreign staff leave and return from furlough; houses are built and their occupants are shuffled to various locations at various times. In the Ugandan English of this… Read More


The past few weeks have held departures and arrivals, goodbyes and hellos, painful emotions and joyful ones…all of it culminating here. Here, where I sit at my dining room table surrounded by a vase of gorgeous flowers and a handful of scattered thoughts and a jar of delicious Nutella (not pictured). There are far worse… Read More