I miss…

This place.

Mt. Longonot in the Great Rift Valley.

The view from Upper Field.

The sunset from my home on the hill.

The Indian ocean and the pristine East African coastline.

And these people.

The dear friends that I grew up with, went to school with, lived with, went on adventures with, shared hearts with, did life with.

A little trip down memory lane…

Graduation, July 2006.

Rift Valley Academy… Kijabe, Kenya.

Some of us were reunited for a much-too-brief time back in 2008.

Since then we have been separated by too many miles.

Such is the life of third-culture kids.

I miss you guys!

You know who you are.

And the beautiful, bright, vibrant continent of Africa.

I’m feeling a little nostalgic, can you tell?

At least I got stuck with this guy for life :)

Ah, how young we were.

I can totally say that at the ripe old age of twenty-two.

DPP Day 19 {A bit of Africa}

I love the Congdon's house here in Oregon... it's full of all sorts of African things that they've collected over the years. Tonight at dinner we had carved African animal serviette holders.

Day 19 - A piece of home at the dinner table.