Week 109: A New Baby

In so many ways I will always be an outsider here and yet this is my community. I am accepted and I am loved. On my run today a few neighborhood kids ran after me telling me about a woman who had a baby. Between their English and my Setswana there were a few holes in the story. It wasn’t until I was on my way home from the run that the story came together and I paid a visit to my friend who just had a baby and who sent the kids to find me. As I sat in her home holding her new baby and hearing about her first reactions to motherhood I felt like I had been invited into an intimate moment. Her accommodation may be modest but her priorities are seen in the new fuzzy cloths for her baby and her smart phone. I left feeling grateful to the people who have let me into their hearts.