An African proverb says that the eye hardly forgets what the heart has seen. I think everything fits in that sentence. For Africa, no one can prepare you emotionally. Culture shock, dust, lifestyle and warmth of children are just some of the things that will await you at st. Ante in Songea.
Words cannot convey the lived emotions. Staying in an orphanage is difficult, but also beautiful. Africa gives you not what you want, but what you need. Hanging out with the little ones and people I met every day was another confirmation to me that happiness doesn't take much. Eyes where I saw gratitude. The look of children asking for someone to notice them and give them a warm word. Africa has shown me that being a drop in the ocean is still a big deal. Any man can give something beautiful. A crumb of time, a gentle look, a warm word, an apple or a lollipop.
Africa, you were the hardest and best book I've read. Would you read the same book again? Yes :)