I'm sitting in the floor of O'Hare Airport, jet-lagged and badly in need of a shower. Our team just parted a few minutes ago. I miss them. I miss the people in Uganda. My word, I miss my family.
So I'll use this time to (finally!) download some of the amazing pictures from the week, since I'm back to the land of high-speed internet.
This is only a handful--I'll be posting plenty in the weeks to come.
This is Annette; I posted her story here. Please, please, please, go watch Shaun's video of our visit. I cannot stop thinking of her. This is courage.
The market just around the corner from Annette's home:
This little girl followed us around shyly, but eagerly. Finally I stopped and gestured toward my camera: "Would you like for me to take your picture?" She jumped up and ran to this doorway to pose. She giggled when I showed her the picture on my camera:
Here's a photo of me showing some other boys the picture I took of them. The kids--and the moms-- LOVED this.
Oh, these faces:
(A few of those photos--can't remember which ones--were by Keely, our trip photographer.)
That's it for now--it's almost time to board. I'm going home!
I'm going to go brush my teeth so that I can plant a big sloppy kiss on my husband in a couple of hours (not that morning breath would stop me from kissing that man right now, but I'm thinking he'd appreciate the effort).
Over and out.
