A spectacularly ordinary sunrise

It’s very hot and sticky in Uganda. I can’t remember that the dry and hot season started so early last year. It’s also the first Advent Sunday. (For those of you, who have no clue what that is... It’s a church thing, kind of a countdown to Christmas.) Gotta admit that it’s a little difficult... Continue Reading →

Feet on level ground

"My feet stand on level ground; in the great assembly I will praise the lord." Psalm 26:12 So I turned 26 this week. A solid number. That morning I read Psalm 26, it's a thing that sort of slipped its way into my family. That last verse got to me. Because I gotta be honest... Continue Reading →

Cheers to wine and life

Over the past few weeks I have had various people tell me that they miss my writing. And more than once that I realized I am missing it. As much as the public part of it was scary, it also gave something back to me that I don't get from my personal journal. The paper... Continue Reading →

Okay, one more…

So I have really neglected this blog. I had a nice idea for 2018, however that remained a personal pen and paper journaling thing. After I quit writing every day in October, a lot of people have commented that they missed my stories. Just because I am writing one now, doesn't mean I will completely... Continue Reading →

Day 365 – Here’s to the end

And then that moment arrives. My final day. Tomorrow I will turn 25. Tonight, I am throwing a small birthday party already since tomorrow is just another normal working day. Yesterday I already started reflecting a bit in my blog on the past year. I hardly know where to start. But here’s to the end.... Continue Reading →

Day 363 – Scared

I don't like to admit it, but I am scared for lots of things. Scared to get seriously sick. Scared to share. Scared to fail. Scared that I am not good enough. Scared of what will happen next. Scared of being lonely. Scared of lossing people I love. Scared to quit.  This blog. It's almost... Continue Reading →

Day 361 – Midway point

I still remember the first week I was here in Uganda. Hosted by a wonderful family. Felt at home pretty quickly. Sat on the same couch as I am sitting on now to eat my first home-cooked meal. 6 months in Uganda already. Halfway through my year as trainee PGA with ZOA. Time flies. It... Continue Reading →

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