It’s been five days since we waved goodbye to Uganda, the country we called home for two weeks. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t ready to leave. I missed my bed, my family, my lifestyle in general.
In some ways the trip was like summer camp.
You know the drill: Pack a bag, leave home, make new friends, & be uncomfortable. It’s okay though, because in the back of your mind, you know it’s only temporary.
What I am still trying to come to terms with however, is the fact that although I “lived” in Uganda for two weeks, I was able to climb on a plane, fly half way across the world, & jump right back into the life I’m familiar with. The people we met do not have this option.
It’s hard to wrap my mind around the fact that just because we left that world, doesn’t mean it’s disappeared. The people we met are real, & they are still living in poverty that we got to fly away from. I often find myself wondering what they are doing. Mostly I wonder about the kids. The children we met that live behind the compound we stayed at in Lira are probably asleep in their huts, no mosquito nets protecting them from malaria.
I am still coming to terms with the way I am feeling.
I can’t think about it too much or I become angry with myself.
A few days before returning home, all I could think about was the food I was going to eat when I got back to the States. I was so tired of eating flavorless rice & beans. I was being provided with a solid three meals per day, yet I wanted more. MORE. That’s all we ever want. Nothing is ever good enough.
I couldn’t just be happy with the rice & beans, considering people living down the road probably hadn’t eaten in days.
It’s a learning process, & hopefully I’ll get to a point where I’ll be able to sort out my feelings & think clearly. I want to come to terms with the fact that I was lucky enough to be born into this lifestyle; that I’m lucky enough to be able to pick up & leave a situation whenever I feel the slightest bit uncomfortable.
Isn’t it nice? To be able to do that?
Think of the people who can’t.