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Gerrianne Pennings

1 story every 24 hours | 365 stories written by a 24-year-old

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Day 264 – To my dear friend,

It's a Thursday evening. Only 101 days left of my writing project. So I'd better make them count, huh? I'm listening to some Norah Jonas music. The power is off tonight. It went off a bit after 6. I'd just... Continue Reading →

Day 263 – Laundry day

I talked about it with a friend on Sunday over lunch. How everyone back at home seems the think that when you live abroad, your life is always on a roller coaster high. The amazing trips you get to do,... Continue Reading →

Day 250 – Life is short, people

When I get to full numbers, like 250, I always get a bit emotional, nostalgic and reflective. The last couple days I have already been playing around with topics in my mind about what to write on day 250. I... Continue Reading →

Day 238 – 2 months

Monday morning. 27 March 2017. That’s when I hugged my close family and friends one more time. After a super long line through security, I got on a plane. Ready for a new adventure. I sort of had this idea... Continue Reading →

Day 229 – Relieved

So how do I get unstuck? How do I make the right decision? I must admit that I’ve always been really good at putting pressure on myself. As much as I want to give myself time and space to come... Continue Reading →

Day 213 – Abundant life and too tired to capture it

It's been hardly possible to keep up with writing. I write in my notebook, but can't find the time, nor energy to publish my posts. And that's okay, simply because I am exhausted.  Party on Kingsday. A long, long journey... Continue Reading →

Day 201 + 202 – Rocks and rivers

Miles and miles of sandy, rocky roads. Bumpy and unlivable. Miles and miles of roads through green patches of fresh grass fueled by the first April rains. Alive and hopeful.  Contrast. Just a few miles. You don't have to drive... Continue Reading →

Day 198 – Season of brokenness

Easter weekend is almost over. These past 4 days went by so fast. Beforehand I was really looking forward to having a couple days of rest. Days to let everything of the first weeks of Uganda life sink in. Yesterday... Continue Reading →

Day 175 – Surreal

It still feels surreal. It hasn't quite sunken in yet. I am leaving for East Africa soon. To a place where there is hunger. People are starving. To a place where there is war and never peace. People are on... Continue Reading →

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