Last night, after a full day of clinic with a pause of yoga in between, I had a revelation Asher. I was riding my bike and for some reason, I decided to let go. Unconsciously, my hands fell to my sides and I was riding with no hands. It seems trivial, but the strange thing? I wasn't afraid. Every time before, I was in fear of falling. Yet, this time, nada. Then I thought... "This is going to be a good year."
Before going to bed, I held little Edisa, the elephant, and prayed for the kids to be safe. It just felt right tonight.
This morning at 6:30AM, I woke up to a phone call. It was Ugandan and I just knew. It was the first time since leaving that I talked to them and I have never felt more relief.
Nkwenda inho amaka. I love you very much family.