Lately I've been feeling very disconnected from . . . everyone. I realize that my life is on a different continent, but still, I don't think I planned on this feeling as part of the whole experience. Homesickness: of course it would come. Nigeria-sickness: knew that would come too. Feeling like I can't even remember my summer at camp or my friends from back home: a feeling that completely broadsided me.
Surprise! You're not where everyone else is!
I think part of this feeling comes from the fact that I am too busy to find time to write to people (even on Facebook or in the blogosphere), so I end up not knowing what's going on in the lives of the people I'm close to. I apologize for that.
Why is it that the things to which God so frequently calls us make our hearts ache? I know the answer with my head. I wish that knowledge would travel about a foot south.