I am realizing that home is more than a place…it truly is where your heart is…my heart is in Africa, in Zimbabwe, but more than that Rob is becoming my home. I am realizing that this beautiful place Zimbabwe will always be my physical home, but the feeling of home is with Rob. I am at home when I am with him and for this I am thankful. I am thankful because I know that no matter where in the world the Lord has us or calls us, whether it is here in Zimbabwe our home or a foreign land somewhere else, Rob is home for me and that as long as we are together we can make another place “home”.
I have really been thinking about life in three different countries and it has been a lot of hard processing for me, I deeply wish that the very different but very special three worlds in which I live could all collide in a beautiful way. I wish my wonderful American friends could see the beauty of the place that I call home, I wish my family could return to the place that they call home too. This season is a hard one for me if I am completely honest. I daydream of what it could be like having my bestest friends be here in Africa with me, to grow old together, to see each other get married, to watch each other have children and create a family, to laugh together, to cry together, to pray together, to worship together, to do life together, just like we do now.
I never thought it was true that the friends you make in college will be your friends forever…well here I am…knowing full well that that is true…that the girls that I have been with for the past three years are the friends that will be in my life forever, if we are a couple continents away and some 32,000miles away…they are my life friends, my heart friends, my soul sisters. I love all of you deeply and am so thankful for the blessing of true friendship. Thank you for creating home for me when I am far away from my physical home as well as my emotional home, Rob. Thank you for being my home away from home.
