One never comes out of Africa. It is said that once you have been to Africa, you will never come all the way back. I can identify with that statement. Coming back from living in Africa was one of the most difficult times of life for us. It was a magical place to live, filled with wonderfully friendly people, acres of lush banana groves, rolling hills spotted with growing things, verdant tropical rain forests and mountains capped with snow.
On the plains of Africa we saw elegant giraffes, gazelles, zebras, elephants and cape buffalo meandering through swaying grasses that move with the breeze. The hippos splashed in the water only an arms reach from our boat. The Ugandan kob ran gracefully across the vast expanse. The great Rift Valley invited a sense of awe with cliffs several thousand feet high.
It was an experience to remember always. But even more significant than the natural beauty of Africa was the experience that we shared with the people of Uganda. Stripped from all of life’s comforts by the brutal reign of Idi Amin, the people were so eager to move into a better life. We joined them right after Idi Amin was deposed. It was a time of digging water wells, taking seeds, fertilizer and gardening tools into villages, offering blankets, medicines, protein supplements, sewing supplies, books and other educational materials, sports equipment and Bibles. It was a time for grieving their losses, healing, and rebuilding their lives. Sharing that time with them made it seem unfathomable to leave.
But we did, and we returned to America with a huge piece of Africa in our hearts, where it remains after more than thirty-five years. It is really true: once you’ve lived in Africa, you’ll never come all the way back.
3 thoughts on “Out of Africa”
I love the image you used for this post. The sunset is amazing, and I imagine even more so living there. I’ve never personally been to Africa, but have heard many stories such as yours about its magnificence. What I find special is the way you describe not only your journey, but that of the people who have braved so many trials and tribulations. They haven’t lost their spirit it seems, and have been blessed with people like yourself gifting them with the resources to lift themselves up where they belong. They call Africa “the seat of humanity.” I then, can understand how you and your family can still be so keen on holding on to your well-earned piece of this place. Beautiful share!!!
Thank you so very much for your comment. Your thoughts are insightful.
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