Ash and Small Bear go on an adventure!

I know, I know. I disappeared. I’m sorry, but after a few weeks in Uganda the words dried up and hid, sometimes just out of reach and sometimes much, much further away. It took a while with home and family to wake them back up, but here I am again. Mom’s here too, we had ‘The Waffle House Experience’ for dinner, and damned if I escape this city without learning kindness. My manners could use a little brushing up, my books and shoes and photos and my bike seem all intact and happily snuggled in their various boxes in the corners of this hotel room, and Small Bear needed a little more time in Seattle but he’s promised to come visit soon. Once I have a place to live, the rest of you are welcome to join him!

So last week, somewhere between bowls of oatmeal and the constructing of blanket forts, I made my initial peace with life back in the US, and with the move here, to the great midwest. But I miss you already, and don’t worry – there’s a map tucked away in my journal marking the way back home.

School starts in the morning.