Pinching Myself

I am back home safe and sound - and more than just a little dazed with disbelief. Now that the trip is over, I can't believe  all that I experienced. When I was in Kenya, I keep asking Kidlet if she could believe that we were actually there, inhaling that fresh air, feeling the vibrations of the land and hearing the songs of the animals, and singing and dancing with the people with wide smiles and kind eyes. It was surreal - like walking in the the best dream you could possibly dream.

Africa soil is wet with my tears - I left many behind. Countless times I found myself overwhelmed and overcome with emotion, unable to speak. I could never explain why - just that I experienced full blown sensory overload.

Africa was even more beautiful than I had imagined - majestic and grand; lush and sweeping; humming with life. The people I encountered were the warmest and most welcoming I have ever experienced. I fulfilled my lifelong dream of photographing elephants in their natural habitat ... but funny enough, that was not the highlight of my trip. Rather it was the human connections we made there speaking the universal language of love.

As I hiked the animal trodden paths in the wilds of Kenya I knew I was creating memories that would last a lifetime. For now I am just basking in the afterglow of the little taste of heaven I experienced, and pinching myself!