Under the Mango Tree

In rapt anticipation I waited for this weekend, a weekend that marks the beginning of spring break, but also brings me down to SAU for a visit with some of the coolest people I know: my SM friends.  As it has been nine months since I last said goodbye to them, the complete and overwhelming euphoria continued to mount building up to this weekend.  I am so thankful for Melissa, Macy, Emily and Keith for taking time out of their lives to chill with me and reminisce for a minute about times past.

I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that, given the opportunity, I would drop everything and go back to Maxwell, to Kenya, and to my girls.  It is ridiculous how much I miss them and wish I were back joking with the girls, having worships, and even dealing with the issues that will always arise in a dorm.  Yet here I sit, sipping my Starbucks mocha, texting, and working on school work; going back to my life’s charade as though my ten months in Kenya happened ten years ago.  All the stress of not having a full time dean for a semester, the trials of PE class, and the moments just chilling with the ladies in my office.

I will never forget my year as a student missionary, just as much as I question if I will ever be able to go back. Veterinary medicine is not a very prominent area in mission work… However, God willing, I will get to go back to Kenya.  God willing, I will get to tell the girls how much they mean to me and how often I laugh in memory of the times we had.

To any students, SMs, or staff with me in Kenya who read this, I love you all, I miss you all, and if nothing else, I will be there under the biggest mango tree in heaven waiting to see you. ❤