I don’t need to explain what grief is in a time when the flowers in so many gardens are weeping.
One of my patients, before she was put in isolation, told me that she thought about her husband every day.
“He was a good man. Always looking for ways to make me happy. It was unexpected- His heart just failed.”
I saw the tears in her eyes. They expressed gratitude as much as grief.
These times are hard. I wonder if my clients will survive this pandemic. When I said “goodbye” when the lock down started, I didn’t know what to expect. (I had to make a hard decision to call off until Covid is under control because I have a high-risk family member who I could not put at risk daily.)
The last quarantine I was part of I was locked in not out of the hospital.
I’m also missing Uganda very much. The weeping flower above is a spider lily from Uganda.
How about giraffes? They are so beautiful and graceful. The spots on that mama are one of a kind. I can watch these animals all day.
As I close this A to Z challenge, I am finishing up the process and preparing to go to the land of the Acholi in Northern Uganda. This week we meet with people who will hopefully give us homes for the South Sudanese children.
Blogging is a great way to journal so here’s the beginning of a new journey to work with African children.
Uganda is a place that holds so much beauty that passes in a blink. My memory banks are full of flashes of color. I try to imprint in my heart the smiles of people I met. I’m grateful for the telephoto lense that brings a lioness, crocodile and hippo close but not in harm’s way. Im happy for an artform that captures a few memories to relieve.
The header is a mirror image of our dear friend John Pipes who has many gifts including photography.
I am off the grid for the next couple of days but will check back to see how y’all are doing. We didn’t dare to measure the ant hills but some appear to be as tall as a human and are elaborate as castles.