It’s funny how you remember all the places you have been when you find yourself someplace new. In the midst of trying to figure out life here in Zambia I find myself remembering the other transitions in my life. Today I was hanging pictures of tulips in my house that I took my first year in Belgium, which was over five years ago now!I also thought about my first weeks at seminary, not believing I was really there as I sat outside the library going though Hebrew flashcards. At each of these new beginnings I was filled with excitement, trepidation, and hope. Zambia is no exception. I find myself oscillating between moments of feeling like life here is totally normal, then tearing up as I am overwhelmed or reminded that I am thousands of miles away from anyone who has known me for more than a month. It is funny to think that a year from now I will be crying because I have to say goodbye, but I know it is true.
Despite missing the places and people I love, I am looking forward to the experiences and relationships that the next year will bring. I am getting to know my colleagues at TEEZ as we prepare for the remaining trainings this year. Also, I have already found some good friends among some of the other international folks that live nearby. I rode home from our weekly shopping trip into town last weekend in the back of a pickup along with a family of six, a large cooler, a wheelbarrow, all our shopping, and the promise that I am not alone.
If you would like to send a letter or package my mailing address is below. I love to get mail, please remember that it could take up to 8 weeks to get here so don't send anything that could spoil in that time.
PO Box 23054