Notes from Away

Since I don’t seem to be doing all that much posting here, you might be interested to read our daughter’s blog about her African adventure: Lindsay Leaves Home. Like I said to her, “But you’re coming back, right?”

Homesick for a Place That’s Never Been Home

In a week we pack up our two eldest and head south. One we’ll drop off in Boston for fifteen weeks in Uganda. The other we’ll drive to Baltimore for fifteen weeks in the mid-Atlantic.

Other than my layover at Washington National Airport (before it was Reagan National) in Washington, DC, I had never been to our nation’s capital until 2004 when we took the girls there for the Fourth. Since then, I have been there at least half a dozen times and, for reasons I can’t quite explain, I find myself homesick for a place I have never called home.