Today’s 5 Minute Friday prompt is HERE. To participate, check out Lisa-Jo Baker’s page here. How we do it? Set a timer for 5 minutes and write… no over-thinking or editing. This is what I gather about here.
When I think about our here, I think about the there that got us here. Those months spent in the tropical sun, fighting with mosquitoes and fire ants. Figuring out how to stay cool and keep our girl safe.
I think about meetings making decisions that were way too big for us to make and the threat of being followed. That there, in Cuba, is what I think about.
I think about the late nights with no TV or entertainment, when we were forced to talk well into the night, find our joy in simply being in each other’s company. I think about how we were forced to grow spiritually together, in order to be able to help those we were sent to help. I think about the heat, the challenges of living without conveniences, the long walks on dusty roads, the table games for entertainment. I think of meeting person after person who didn’t speak our language, either verbally or culturally.
That there is what got us here. That was the preparation for this rocky road we have walked, hand in hand. The there, getting to know you and lean on you and learn you is what got me here. And here we are, with wide spaces in front of us. We are here because of the there and for that I will always be grateful.
Maybe one day our here will be in the tropical sun again. For now, my heart is at rest, here with you by my side. I have learned, because of the there, that my here is wherever you are.