Last night, I curled up in the dark with Caroline as she fell asleep to a CD of African Lullabyes. I cannot believe I am about to leave her for 5 weeks. I cannot believe that she will turn 3 while we are gone.
So I held her tiny frame in the dark, breathing in her strawberry shampoo, listening to her sleepy sighs, trying to cement the moment in my memory. I will need it to carry me through Uganda.
As we lay quietly, one of the African lullabyes whispered:
Be still, be still, be still my child. Do not cry. Mother is absent; Mother shall come back
I could not decide whether these lyrics were more fitting for my emotions towards Caroline or towards Amelia. I am leaving one child to get the other. But it will be okay. This mother’s heart has been torn across two continents for a long time now. A few more weeks will be okay. Within a couple of months, our family will be whole!!!