I woke up in Peru today.
I had a dream last night I was in Kenya, so I was slightly confused when I woke up this morning and realized that I was in Lima, Peru. Somewhere in between Kenya and Peru, I was home, but now I am back in a hotel room, and visiting kids in another part of the world. At least my Spanish comes in handy in Peru. It doesn’t do me much good in Africa, no matter how much I try.
It was hard leaving my family behind this time, I will admit. Traveling with my husband and kids was so much fun; traveling without them can be lonely. However, I always make friends.
Dominican Republic Missions trip
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