THIS IS LIFE

Town mummy! town mummy muyenda??? For many years around 4am when all is peaceful and quiet this is the Alarm that woke me up and told me it was four am. That is the price I paid for living near the bus station, it was the sound of the zealous bus conductors calling out to customers mostly the women who sold in the markets going to order their merchandise which included live chickens, vegetables and many other goods for resale. I am in the United States and yes my fellow leader Chris is always there to remind me that am in the US. Things are different here I have to walk a good 15 minutes to get to the bus station that takes me to the train station where I have to get on a train that takes me to my final destination and that is how I travel to work and around Atlanta. One thing I realize is I have lost work. I took a look at myself in the mirror and I almost couldn’t recognize myself I just said wow I cannot afford to loose weight but again all the walking I have done in the last ...

A week plus into being in Atlanta and there moments I still feel homesick and missing so many things about Zambia. Well I guess home is where the heart is as they say, however we thank God for the gift of friendships because they are able to give us some form of coping Mechanism.   My new friend Terri Gonzales has been instrumental in helping me calm down in my moments of challenge and confusion but it’s been so soothing. This is notwithstanding the fact that there has been mad love from my friends from all over the states that for some reason my phone appears to have become a switchboard too. After a week long search for housing which was a nightmare but a blessing at the same time I am finally settled in a very beautiful area in Atlanta. My bedroom has a beautiful view of pine trees that give it a sense of serenity and peace. It reminds me of the year I spent researching on traditional ceremonies in Zambia. Atlanta is a very green place there are trees everywhere and its am...