I always joked lightheartedly about the suitcases of protection that are toted to Africa. You give stuff in exchange for life allowance. When I saved 15,000 and toted that over to Uganda the first time I went. It likely saved our lives--but didn't improve our standard of living at all. Sad but true.
In the more rural places of Uganda, family is interested in what can be exchanged for mere existence. What is this muzungu good for? For the stuff they bring? For shiny beads?
Good questions.
Just hope not to die for stupid things the next time I attempt to reunify my family.
Saturday, November 30, 2019
Sunday, November 3, 2019
Why I love you.
Why I loved you when I loved you, is subject to interpretation.
You were not my wow factor. You were ordinary. You worked hard. You had a winsome personality. ... Until of course, we were us. Then no longer was the winsome... Only the silent stoic man of thought and overwhelm.
Should I have married somebody who was extraordinary and larger than life. Should you have been the wow factor that was beyond expectations? Certainly that would’ve helped some things but it would have hindered others.
I did not need someone who was all that. I just needed somebody who was ordinary and traditional in the best of ways.
You were not my wow factor. You were ordinary. You worked hard. You had a winsome personality. ... Until of course, we were us. Then no longer was the winsome... Only the silent stoic man of thought and overwhelm.
Should I have married somebody who was extraordinary and larger than life. Should you have been the wow factor that was beyond expectations? Certainly that would’ve helped some things but it would have hindered others.
I did not need someone who was all that. I just needed somebody who was ordinary and traditional in the best of ways.
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