Words Be Few.

Time is short and words are few these days because WE ARE SO, SO BUSY! We are coming to the last couple of weeks in our busiest time of the year.  Too many weeks have passed since I last updated the blog and there is no way to fully recap all that has transpired, so…

Broken

“How did she break?” That is the question that I was asked at the hospital and that is the question I continue to get asked everywhere we go. (If you think walking around Uganda with a small muzungu is attention grabbing, try taking a small, broken muzungu.) Lilly is adjusting to life with one leg…

Lesson Learned

They’re here, they’re here! The 12 new children are here at Lulwanda. Each one is special and have quickly found their way into our hearts. Christopher, Godfrey, Ian, Kevin, Milton, James, Gift, Grace, Betty, Pricilla, Mary, Emma Every staff member and child at Lulwanda has pitched in to help settle these children into their new…

Oh, Well!

Well, that is a deep subject. Seven feet by seven feet, to be exact. Thanks to generous donations designated to expanding and improving the Lulwanda farm, the first project is coming to completion – the well. John, Jackson, Farmer James, Sam and several shirtless helpers all worked tirelessly to accomplish this task. Located on the…

Well Be Back!

2 Continents, 5 airplanes, 10 beds and over 16,000 miles later we are back in Uganda from our 6-week visit to America. We are back here where it is the hot and dusty season, where electricity is our finicky friend, and where we are a spectacle wherever we go. But we wouldn’t have it any…

A Christmas Diddy

On the 12th day of Christmas, Uganda gave to me: More than 12 chickens 11 potholes to be dodging 10 cows a-passing 9 village friends 8 vegetable samosas 7 party guests a-eatin’ 6 circumcision parades 5 piles of protest trash (photo courtesy of D. Bates) 4 bean pickers 3 top class graduates 2 bunches of…

108 Reasons to Love

Everyday we see things that we do not want to see. We feel things that make us uncomfortable. We miss people we left behind. We crave food that we haven’t eaten in months. We hear things that we don’t understand. Then why in the world are we even here? I can give you many reasons.…

Normal?

A day in the life of a Palmer. In Africa. You could almost say a normal, typical, not so out-of-the-ordinary day. The reason I say almost is because no day is totally the same or even in the same order. But, of course, there are things that occur more often than others. I thought I…

Dry Season, Wet Season and Team Season

The Uganda that we know has three seasons. You already know the dry and wet seasons, they are self-explanatory (I hope). The one you may not know about is team season. Team season is where we have every week, from June to August, booked with mission teams. The teams are made up of different people…

On the Flip-Side

Their skin is a different color. Their hair is strange. They eat weird food. Their work ethic is not like ours. They raise their children in a way that we don’t know. They speak English, but their accent is hard to understand. Sometimes they even scare us. These sentences describe a Muzungu through the eyes…