I'm going home! I'm going home!!

It suddenly hit me, amid the welter of bills to pay, emails to get out, grants to submit, shows to prepare, calls to make, packing, shopping, planning.....

In less than 17 days, I'll walk out of the cavernous baggage hall at Jomo Kenyatta International Airport in Nairobi. My parents will be there. Waiting for me.

I sat still for a moment to breathe in that thought. Then I began to cry. And laugh at the same time. I'm still giddy, tremulous, sniffly, as I write this.