Since I was a young girl I dreamed of going to Africa. I dreamed of driving on red dirt roads surrounded by trees spanning miles and animals racing next to us. I dreamed of working in an orphanage, surrounded by laughing children and being a mother to those who are lacking one of their own. But most importantly, I dreamed of making a difference in our world, and being apart of something much bigger than myself.
After years of planning imaginary adventures and talking about venturing across the pond, I finally had the opportunity to travel to the land of my dreams: Africa. And I took advantage of it in a heartbeat. Now I know it’s not going to be like what I have imagined, but really, nothing ever is. But I am confident this will be an experience I remember till the end of my days and I pray the Lord will put in me a new perspective.