today i miss swazi. a lot.
i miss
holding those babies.
dancing with my brothers and sisters.
time to be quiet.
knowing exactly where i'm supposed to be
and
what i'm supposed to be doing.
i miss being pushed outside of my comfort zone
and bunk beds.
i miss accountability
and little buddy
and debrief...yes, i miss debrief.
I miss swazi time and everything that means.
today my heart aches for substance.
i miss
holding those babies.
dancing with my brothers and sisters.
time to be quiet.
knowing exactly where i'm supposed to be
and
what i'm supposed to be doing.
i miss being pushed outside of my comfort zone
and bunk beds.
i miss accountability
and little buddy
and debrief...yes, i miss debrief.
I miss swazi time and everything that means.
today my heart aches for substance.
**pictures--the good ones---by my sweet swazi sisters.
About 10 minutes ago I stumbled upon your blog.
ReplyDeleteIt mustn't have been a coincidence that my heart was aching for Swazi today also. Your blog made me remember all of the wonderful things that trip brought us. I love you Staci, and am always praying for you :)
I love you too, miss. :) lots and lots.
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