SubscribeI have a little widget on my computer that makes me smile every morning. It tells me:
Wassenaar, The Netherlands: Cold & Rainy, 2°C
Jinja, Uganda: Hot & Sunny, 27°C
This has definitely got me counting the days with excitement! However, one can't deny that fears have caused my mind to whirl in panic and pray that I could press the 'pause' button on my life.
My initial worries were related to all the horror stories relating to Larium (malaria prevention medication). I took my first pill on Christmas Eve. Luckily I didn't start hallucinating Santa falling down the chimney! So far I haven't experienced any of the dreaded side effects. Fingers and toes are crossed that it will stay that way.
On a more reflective note. I've also started worrying about my role and purpose in Uganda. I have a great responsibility to be a catalyst for positive change relating to health (especially HIV/AIDs) and social issues. Can I really make a difference? However small? I fear that all my work and time won't result in change that I can see and quantify. In a way I find these worries frustrating as it is something I really can't predict and judge until I am there. I'm trying to stay optimistic and determined. I hope that my impact upon the people I encounter will be positive; through words, actions and shared experiences.
Aside from these, my other fears have been rather random and unexpected. Will I be able to skin a chicken (if the moment arises)? Will I get bitten by a monkey and catch rabies? Will I be able to figure out how to dispose of the moulds growing on my water filter? The list goes on...
All in all, I hold greater anticipation and excitement than worry. Bring on the Olugendo (meaning 'journey' in Lusoga)!
