Reflection

The days that I long most for Ethiopia are the days filled with perspective and those lacking just the same. The day you realize just how precious life is in the moment you live it is just as concerning as the days when you long for this perspective and yet is solidly out of grasp.

There are many reasons why I long for Ethiopia – none of these reasons are greater than the other. Yet most often I lack the ability to describe this longing – this longing for living in a moment that is so fragile – a moment that brings you closer to life and death. The moment that though indescribable at the time you later realize is so precious because of the delicate balance that exists between life and death.

The dance necessary to survive this blessed and yet tragic reality is unknown and is discovered only in the moment of reflection. Understanding why certain moments have become permanently imbedded into your memory, your life, your existence is invaluable. The knowledge you gain through this reflection is immeasurable – and yet leads you no closer to discovering its amazingness.