Leaving Kenya

The sun was setting as we walked across the runway and prepared to step into the 44 seat, propeller plane that would soon be taking off from Eldoret. There was so much of home we were leaving behind. So much awaiting us on the other side of the world.

Three little ones were wide-eyed and excited for the “ndege” (airplane). They had little comprehension of the long hours, multiple flights and time changes that were ahead. Ryan was in my arms, and I was overwhelmed by the hope that the next time we land on this runway, he and his brother could be freed from the pain and disease of sickle cell.  This thought made the 30+ hour travel time, with four small children, more than manageable. It brought an indescribably peace.




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