When I was a little girl I had the opportunity to live overseas with  my family. My childhood memories are full of exciting adventures and freedom that aren’t really the norm here in the states. East Africa became a part of my heart. The people, the scenery. I can see it, smell it, and hear it so vividly sometimes. A few years back my family revisited our old stomping grounds and breathed in the awe-inducing sights and sounds. It was wonderful. My heart aches to make that trip again one day, to share it with my boy.

Someday…

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