After so few days here, I have become accustomed to weaving my way out of the mosquito net that canopies my bed and listening to the million voices that sing the song of the serengeti through the trees. How will I ever leave this place?
I already know... this place will never leave me.
Reading this, seeing your pictures . . . what an experience. Life changing. I know you miss it-- but I'm glad you're home because I missed your voice. :)
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ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend, I am sure you will be scrap-booking!!!
I'm speechless after experiencing your journey. Thank you for sharing this amazing trip :) I emailed you!
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Nope, that place will never leave you. And aren't you glad??
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend, sweetheart! Love you!
Great safari socks. How smart to keep a journal!
ReplyDeleteGod really did something in you, Dawn. Cool.
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