Chase and I have official survived our sixth move together in less than three years of marriage. Yes, that would be six times we have packed our things and relocated to a “new” home. Some were for a short while, but we did manage to live in one for a whopping year. This move was so different. This move, yet painful while packing, sorting, and unpacking (let us be real… the unpacking will continue for several days). The end result of this move is our version of village paradise. Not to mention we are now living in the first house my husband designed and built with our friends and workers at Abaana’s Hope. How special is that? Well, let me tell you, exceptionally special!
It is one of those sleepless nights in Uganda where the fan cannot touch the heat or drown out the noise from parties. I have unfortunately become accustom to seeing 1 a.m. We are dreadful friends to say the least.