Time to start

Home. I can not believe I have been home for almost 3 months. It feels so surreal. Looking back over the last 13 months on tour with The African Children's Choir I can't believe it's over. How fast it went by. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and think to myself, "right, time to get the kids up and ready to meet at the church with the others." Than I remember, the kids are back in Uganda and I'm home. No more rushing the kids to get ready, no more bracing myself for the unknow of what was to come. Where are my 18 hugs I get every morning!

Everything reminds me of the kids! Stories are constantly popping into my head of different times on tour. I know before I left with the choir I promised to keep y'all posted through a blog. Well little did I know how insanely busy tour would actually be! But now that I am home and have time, I think I shall share stories about the adventures of tour. 

So here is the first story...

This is a present from a boy named Trevor. Trevor sat behind me on the bus for the first part of tour, then infront the last part. One day when we were heading to a huge concert in Cardiff, Wales Trevor turns to me and asked what my favorite food was. A fruit bar? Bag of chips? Were the two options. I told him a fruit bar, though I'm not really a fan of either. Two minutes later I heard him say "auntie look over there!" He pointed behind me and I looked. Nothing was there and I heard a thud on my seat. Looking down at my seat I found this. Joshua (the other boy who sat in front of me) had been joking with me all day and Trevor wanted to make sure I knew and that they both love me. ❤️

                                             Joshua( with the gloves in hat) Trevor in the white