Month number 1
I figure I need to write about living here for one month now. To be honest I can’t believe it has only been one-month/4 weeks/720 hours, it seems like I have been here forever. Maybe it is because this life isn’t so new, and the people in it feel like people I was missing in my life up until now. I’ve laughed with Mary so many times in the weeks I have been here. She is patiently teaching me how to cook like a Tanzanian mama and we are sharing thoughts, not the loose ones that are floating around, although I do share those too, but we are sharing deeper ones. We are two women living in a house sharing the responsibilities of simple living yet we are growing and sharing. It is amazing. I honestly never thought I would connect this well with someone who is not from my country.
This location; I feel as if I have always known these dirt paths, I’ve always known that turning left at the “Doors” would take me to Ngordoto Lodge or Maxi’s shop would sell me toilet paper for 5oo Tsh. I have a healthy fear of things but I’m not afraid to meet new people, I am making friends of all ages and genders (although it seems a few of the men would like to get married and that makes me weary). I have friends that work in beauty parlors, making topography maps, and work in gardens.
I know we will be getting children soon. I’ve had longer than most pregnant women to prepare myself for children but I still think it will be quite the awakening when I have little feet around the house. I’ve been swimming in the silence of the house for a long time, I just hope I don’t get to use to it. I must remember this is just the calm before the storm. The kids, I have been here long enough to wonder what the little face will look like or what their life will have dealt them. What their personality will be like and what kind of joys they will bring.
I’ve meet expatriates from all over the world, Germany, Canada, America, Congo, and England. I’ve connected with Student Missionaries from different organizations and I am excited to develop those relationships and offer what I can to them.
One month and so much has happened. Who am I that God would give me such a life? He is more wonderful than I could ever express, He is filling in the gaps in my life. He is teaching me, guiding me and loving me when I need it most. I can see the works of His hands here and I am frightened and excited to see what mighty and powerful things will happen at the home.
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