As we woke up around 6.30 on Monday we brought our sweaty bodies out of the bed, into the sunlight. The warm breeze felt as good as a cold shower after a sauna. We were served a small breakfast consisting of meal-replacer bags. We headed out to say goodbye to Joshua, which was a heartfeltContinue reading “Treats of Northern Ghana”
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The Aged Me
I sense her vaguely. She’s is strong, vulnerable, sensible and wise. She knows things. She laughs a lot, cries a lot for she finds life overwhelming and beautiful at the same time. Had I met her today she would have hugged me, told me not to think too much. She is loving. She has aContinue reading “The Aged Me”
