In-between. Photo: Gabriel Stauring/i-ACT
This is going to be a long trip. Too long. It’s not easy to say goodbye to family, especially my kids. A month is a huge chunk of time in the life of an almost two-year-old. I also don’t like not being around for my big boy, Gabo. I hate missing his soccer games and hearing every day how he did at school. I don’t like not being able to talk with Mimi and catch up about what’s happening in the world. KTJ and I are in contact multiple times each day during these trips, but it does not make it any easier. I miss being home.
It’s going to be a complicated trip. There is still no certainty that we’ll be able to go over, around, or through some of the very real obstacles that are ahead as we work toward our goal of taking Darfur United to compete in Sweden. It’s a difficult balance of keeping an eye on that big goal but then having to be in the moment, paying attention to each obstacle right in front of us. There’s no time to complain or feel sorry. We just have to keep on moving, and our friends in the camp have to meet us halfway.