As my departure for the Peace Corps came closer, people started asking me what I'd miss most. So I thought my first post should be a reflective poem (yes, I like to write poetry) from my American perspective listing thoughts as they came to mind. Twenty-seven months from now I'll be calling Uganda my home. Maybe my final post will be another reflection poem too... what I'll miss about Uganda.
What I'll miss
My family
My friends
My three grand babies
Her wide-eyed smile
Her joyful laugh
His "Happy" dance moves
And how he takes my hand to lead
My backyard view
Prairie grasses taking root
Might oaks standing guard
Deer, hawks, owls
Changing seasons
Morning kisses
Welcome home hugs
Pizza and Scandal nights
And the peaceful easy silence
He creates for me
Long hot showers
Long hot showers
Long hot showers
And a washing machine
My tabby cat
My comfy bed
My tabby cat sleeping with me
IN my comfy bed
Running buddies
Destination races
Beer flights in Philly
Homemade lasagna
Apple picking in the fall
Making a phone call
Fast internet service
Slow internet service
ANY i-n-t-e-r-n-e-t service
With my girls
Homemade macaroni and cheese
Laughter and "cheers"
around the dinner table
Two years in the Peace Corps
is a crazy long time
Living so far away
On African time
But a good friend reassured me
And helped ease my nerves
All these things will be waiting for me
Right here when I return.
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