Sometimes Bitter. Sometimes Sweet.
My young son, Saye, could be the next Festus. These days he’s traded in his ‘tough guy’ attitude for pink shirts and Sunday afternoons studying linear algebra at my house. So proud.
Dear blog readers,
It’s been a long few months. My son flew to Costa Rica. School started three weeks late. We opened a new library and are preparing to launch the literacy program at the prison. My students are taking computer classes, planting flowers in my yard, and making me crazy in my head. (What was I thinking when I agreed to teach 22 hours a week?)
Liberia continues to be sometimes bitter and sometimes sweet, but unfailingly inspiring. There has been much to celebrate and just as much to bemoan, but so so much life has been lived.
I hope to resume regular posts soon. Thanks for your patience as I take my own time (small).
life magnanimous 
Your posts returning are most welcome!
Keeping you in my prayers for success in all that you are trying to accomplish in one life time. You must have a big plate and a bigger heart for all those that cross your path. I hope that the literacy program is a success. I enjoy your blogs. Your family must be so proud of all that you are accomplishing. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you too, Joan, for reading! It gives me strength to know people hear our stories.