....the year is over. As I mull over my feelings, which at any given moment shift from excitement, to sadness, to anxiousness, to fulf...

The first time I saw her was in Uganda.  She pulled into the fields of Amazima's feeding program and bounced out of the van.  Double...

Many people have asked how I got involved with Sixty Feet. For those of you who have followed along on these journeys of ours...or perhaps...

Since we are nearing a close to our year in Africa, I asked the girls a few questions. To Sophie, I asked: "What are 5 things you l...

My Grace turned 10 in May.  Ten. My firstborn.  I remember strapping her into the johnny jumper while I tried unsuccessfully to cook din...

It's that time again here in Uganda. School fee time.  Lack of free education means struggling to send children to school for most of th...

This morning, in my long sweatpants and sweatshirt (it WAS 60 degrees mind you....rainy season brings in the cold!),  I was re-reading po...