The "getting there" was quite a process - and for me - one of the most challenging aspects of the trip. I'd been keeping a packing list for months. As the day neared, we set up two folding tables in the dining room and began piling stuff on them as needs came to mind. I felt that the packing stage had started months before, yet I still only finished at 2:30am the morning we were to leave. We packed our things, items for the baby, donations for the orphanage...we were loaded down.
Leaving my little kids at home was heart-breaking. To kiss them good-bye and get on an airplane to travel so very far away was one of the most difficult things I've ever done. I prayed a lot. I spent a lot of time focusing simply on the next step, because the big picture was so hard and scary. It was a long flight from Atlanta to New York to Amsterdam to Khartoum (for a brief refuel) to Addis Ababa....over 25 hours. At this point, I'm still feeling that if I never fly again it will be too soon. (I know this will pass - it was just a very long journey.) Below are a few pictures...some of the donations we took, our travel day...
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its like a cliffhanger, can't wait to hear more!
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