I don’t know what it is, but I miss Kenya. A lot.

I miss the simplicity of life. I miss the feeling of being so close to God. I miss my Kenya team. I miss the kids. I miss the laughter. I miss the joy. I miss the daily challenges. I miss the daily devotions. I miss David Muchai. I miss Anastacia. I miss Njeri. I miss the songs. I miss worship. I just miss it all.

I can’t wait to go back with my husband next year. It can’t come soon enough.

All for now.