Incredible

My first full week in Africa has been more liberating than my last year, at minimum, spent in America.

I spent my Sunday morning doing dishes, laundry, and some work for BB.

I vibed out to some Bob Marley and sent up some prayer.

Our chef arrived for his first day with us and went to shop to make us lunch and dinner. The first meal he prepares for us will be pilau and salad.

It will spend the rest of my Sunday relaxing and eating goodt.

All praises to The Most High! 

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