Welcome to Uganda

July 15-2011
Sorry for typos:) I will clean it up when I get home......
Some how after almost two full days of travel and only 3-4 hours of plane sleeping, I am still awake and feeling up to writing this.  Actually, I think I am the last one up in my room right now which, for me, is odd.  I can’t help it though, I want to get my thoughts out before the slowly fade and are clouded with new ones tomorrow.  What an amazing day.  We made it to Cannan’s Children Home in Jinja Uganda with a welcome that made me cry.  I have envisioned these precious little African children, just scooping them up in my arms and loving on them, for so long now that my heart almost couldn’t take the emotion of the dream come true. The children all ran out and greeted us at our bus and started grabbing our hands, touching our skin.  My eyes filled up with tears and I tried to fight them but I couldn’t.  One girl, maybe about 15 years old, looked me in the eye and asked me why I was crying.  With all I had in me, fighting through the tears to talk,  I looked her strait in the eye and said, “I have been waiting a really long time to meet you and I am really excited to see you and be hear right now.”  She was satisfied with that and we began to unload the bus spending the next two hours bonding with the children.  Some how I thought I would have to seek out a few little ones but they found me.  I spend most the evening with a young girl, the one from the bus, and a four year old little boy that I picked up along the way.  We just talked and hugged and, let me tell you, the are just hungry for love.  These children want to be close and touching as much as possible and it was so wonderful and beautiful and I think I am in love...... Africans, Ugandans, are beautiful.   From their skin to their smiles and their bright white eyes, but mostly their spirits. They are so joyful and that alone is inspiring. It was a magnificent first day.