I wake up in Unga.
Actually I have never slept there...but there are days when I wake up there. My mind is there, my heart is there, and I am distracted as I get ready for the morning. My mind thinks upon Mary and Msuya, Diwani and mama Diwani. I think of the kiddos and I rejoice that God is at work there and I get a little sad cause I do miss my friends there.
Today is one of those days. Today my mind is in East Africa.