Speak, not in words...
I miss Africa...

I am picturing the exchange that happens when meeting someone in Africa. There is this moment where you feel so connected with this other human being. The standard greeting is rubbing each of your cheeks against theirs. Similar to the kiss on each cheek that an Italian would greet you with. There is no kiss, but there is the connection of cheek-to-cheek - it connects you, it is intimate.

I will never forget Mary Sue's words before we left on our trip...she said "my heart is sad," She was missing the people of Africa so much...I did not really understand that statement until I met the people of Africa. And, now I am also sad, my heart is missing the amazing people I met on my trip. I cannot wait to see them again and tell them that we are here and we are working for them. I cannot wait to bring a little more hope back to Africa.

In my mind Africa remains a model of hope...If people there can work together and rise up out of their uncertain times -then we can certainly make a positive change in this country too. We have the tools we need to plant the seeds of change: education, money, we have power. We have power in our education to make wise choices and support companies and ideas that support and sustain us. We can make a conscious decision to take our spending "power" else where. Let us make our voices heard; let us not speak in words, but in dollars. This is the language of the current administration, we should all learn to speak it.