February 22, about 10:00 PM It's all about the sweating in Senegal. You do it all the time and it's everywhere. When the weather i...

Dad at work in the clini c February 21, about 9:20 PM Today was clinic day. I woke up at 6:45 after a night of the TV blaring until all hou...

February 20th, 9:58 PM There is sand everywhere. On my bed, in my purse, in my suitcase, even in this journal. Despite the sand, I can tru...

February 18th, In the plane, three hours away from Africa We almost missed our first flight. We got to the airport in plenty of time, but f...

Forty-eight hours of travel, and she still looks radiant. It was so late when Lyle and Lucy finally pulled in last night that we've only...

Our garden is confused by the mild February temperatures we've been having and it's all waking up. It's a weird feeling, like w...

On Saturday we'd just said a prayer over our spaghetti lunch, asking that Lyle and Lucy be protected while they're far away from us,...

Doesn't that sound like a send-off for people going on a cruise? It makes me think of confetti and anchors and boat whistles. I'm ...

One year ago, when I snapped this photo of Cholita and her dad, my emotions were so close to the surface. We were on our way to Seattle for...

Actually two weeks from yesterda y, but who's counting. Thirteen days until Lyle takes my big girl all the way to Senegal. It will be a...