and the countdown begins

I purposely haven't counted down the days to Mozambique for a variety of reasons. Days go by longer. July seemed far away. Drive myself crazy.

That is ... until today.

32 days

...until I hug my Mozambican family ... each and every one of them.
...until I speak one of my favorite languages.
...until I walk barefoot on the sand.
...until I worship and dance with my brothers and sisters.
...until I pray for the people in the community.
...until I eat some (bomb) rice and beans.
...until I see Mozambican sunsets.
...until I return to a place I truly love with all my heart.

Oh boy. Here come the ugly the tears.