Hope in the Clouds for Refugees 3 Years On
Even in Africa, the worst part of traveling for work, wasn’t the arduous transportation or the power outages. It was saying “good-bye” to my kids. I’d tell my daughter that when we missed each other we would look up into the sky. I would blow a kiss into a cloud, and it would be carried over to her in Kenya, where she could reach up and pull it out of the sky. We went to Kenya for two years so I could head up Cultural Orientation for refugees from throughout Sub-Saharan Afric
