daily life in Swazi
Most of the emails I get are asking what an average day is like here in Swaziland Africa… It is different that the States of course, but people are the same everywhere…people are working to survive… Most mornings I am…
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Most of the emails I get are asking what an average day is like here in Swaziland Africa… It is different that the States of course, but people are the same everywhere…people are working to survive… Most mornings I am…
Happy mothers day to all of you. I have the honor of being raised by an exceptional mother, and marrying a man that was also raised by an exceptional woman….Happy mothers day to my Mommy, my Mom-in-law and…
I am hot, sweaty, thirsty and pretty much a mess…my skirt is covered in dusty dirt as well as various kinds of human goobers left by little people holding on to me….It was a great day! Tyler, Alexis, Emma,…
The girls, Noah and I left Colorado and headed north to say goodbye to beloved friends and family, before we left to join our men in Swaziland. It had been years since we had visited. The girls wanted to…
I have to be honest; my first night here was not pretty. My last 4 days of travel with Alexis, Emily, and Noah was, well…a nightmare. Cancelled flights, long lay overs, lost luggage, and standing in lines for hours…
Tyler returned home from Africa today…I picked him up at the airport at noon , I swear he was taller. He learned how to say “you are beautiful” in SiSwati, and it was the first thing he said to me.…
Driving today, I was struck by majesty…the sun is shining brightly this afternoon on the Rocky Mountains . The mountain range that frames our city literally glistened with fresh snow, and unspeakable beauty…and they are the FEET of Him…our…
This week has been exhausting, house guests, events, and persecution. What more could a girl want? This week I stood and looked into the face of evil, people that are set on harassing my family, and stopping us…
I have always felt the phrase “choosing joy”, has not been turned around and used as an excuse for phoniness or denial. It makes me think of a plastic smile on a young mothers’ face, her children screaming…