October 15th, 2010
This is the fourth day in a row that rain, fog, and a fierce cold chill has stolen my workdays in the garden. With all the rain creeping in, I realized that the water collection system needed to take precedence over the garden so I shifted my workers to planting all the pipes in the ground to collect the underground spring water. At first, having a few extra hours in the day was enjoyable and gave me a much-needed reprieve from the strenuous days. It seems, however, that the days have caught up with me. I’ve exhausted my available movies on Brad’s computer, I’m down to my last book, and I’ve caught myself thinking more and more about home. I don’t mean to say that I am unhappy here in Swaziland and I certainly look forward to our upcoming trips, I just have been thinking of home and those who dwell there a lot lately.
The rain has brought about the contemplative corner of myself; most of the time I really enjoy these experiences, but this one is bittersweet. What will it be like when we finally arrive home? What responsibilities await our arrival? How should we expect to re-acclimate ourselves to our world? These are all questions that the rain has brought to mind; all of which are questions that I don’t want to think about just yet. We have been away from family, friends, school, and the enjoyment of our home for two and a half months now. It’s hard to believe that our journey is already half way over!
Whatever my current predicament, I must stay determined to live in this day and not in December when I will see you all again. Thinking of you all fondly.
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