It feels a bit rusty, but here I am writing again

Well what do you know?  She is actually sitting and typing something. 

I was finally inspired by my delightful weekend, and my friend Anya, who’s been having the experience of a lifetime in China.  She says her blog is boring, but I vehemently disagree.  Check it out.

I promised myself that if I started blogging again I wouldn’t talk too much about work, because when it comes to a large organization–or any business where Daddy isn’t the boss–one needs to be careful about what one writes.  But, let me just say this: I love my job.  I’m excited to come to work every day, I love being challenged on a regular basis, I thrive when busy, and I am thrilled to be part of this team.  For that’s exactly what it is… it’s a team where no member is undervalued for a second, where the chief physician knows the volunteers by name and where “secretary” and “assistant” aren’t demeaning terms.  I’m going to miss it an awful lot (this temping assignment ends mid-December).

Friday night eventually brought us to The Odyssey (via UBC, The Cactus Club, and the No.17).  A new experience for me, but a fabulous time was had by all, despite Leggy being a bit sad with me in the morning.  I’m coming to realize that it’s not about the places you go so much as the people you’re with.

Saturday afternoons I volunteer at P’s.  This week I spent the bulk of my time in the psych ward at a hospital across the street.  Again, I don’t think this blog is the greatest avenue through which to discuss these things… if you want to know more, ask!  I’d love to share with you what this experience at P’s has been like so far.  I’ll say this, though: the nurses and care aides in this field are better human beings than I can hope to be.  Or at least, very differently gifted than myself.

From Vancouver I met up with Shannon in Burkeville and we had a lovely dinner and catch-up at Elephant & Castle.  By this point, though, my contact lenses had begun to crust to my eyes, so I had to get home to remove them from my face, thus saving the temptation of Settlers for another time (hopefully soon!).

When I got home I found that I’d received a package from UBC IRSA.  Turned out to be the report from a conference I attended on fragile states last year.  Woot!  That will make for some fantastic reading later on in the week.

Sunday I went to my last Uganda meeting and had a good chance to reflect on what I’ve learned, and what I’ve un-learned since those four days so long ago.  I think I’ve finally come to grips with the emotional pain caused by the Incident, and wouldn’t you know it, as the emotions heal, so does the leg.  I feel like, five months later, I’m finally coming to debrief a little bit.  One thing that has stuck out for sure is the kind of person I was when I was in Africa.  I can’t pinpoint why it happened, maybe it’s because God is so present, so embraced over there, that I liked the Sara that I met when I was in Mpigi.  And you know what, dammit?!  I’m going to chase after that girl.

 Anyway.  Tedious post.  Brilliant weekend.


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