Checking In From Chicago

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.