another computer glitch

(this is me talking randomly with random photos interspersed that may or may not have anything to do with what I'm rambling about and some of them may have captions and some may not. How's that for a confusing post. But, now you know:)

well, not really a glitch

just a little period where the battery wouldn't charge.

Thanks to this girl

who was caught once sucking on the end of the cord

the part that goes into the computer

"What? Who? Me? No, Mama, I didn't do anything"

thankfully she wasn't electrocuted

"MMMMMM I love putting things in my mouth"

:)

so it sat in rice for a few days

and dried out

and then would keep the computer functioning while plugged in

but never charge it

and so yesterday

it finally just shut off.

So,

today we got a new cord.

Crazy, right?

That just yesterday the cord stopped working

and just today I can put in the new one.

Crazy that we live in a place

where replacing things 

is as easy as jumping in the car.

"Hey Mama. I'm just ridin' back here, but makin' sure you're still up there."

and driving to the mall

and getting a new one.

Would have been even easier

to just order online.

but

we needed it faster.

So we went and got it immediately.

Pretty crazy,

this place we live.

So different

than Africa.

Did you know I love Africa?

Some of my friends,

from Africa,

came to visit last weekend

Taylor talked me into

wearing our African attire

that the Liberians gave us

our last night with them

in 2009.

I hesitated

I was embarrassed

I was concerned

with what people would think
about me.

I care,

what people think.

But, Tay,

was concerned too.

Only he was concerned in a good way,

My Bukes, he is brave.

He was concerned 
about showing our friends

that we love these clothes

that we appreciate

this amazing gift

that they used their own money

to purchase

and give to us

in a special, Liberian-ceremonial-way

as a "thank you" 

for coming

to their country.

So I put it on

and I thanked God for my Tay.

For being more concerned with others

to wear our gifts

with pride

and thanksgiving.

Zinnah came from Monrovia, Liberia

Mama Irene came from Dar, Tanzania

Papa Deo did too

Alexis came from Arusha, Tanzania

And there were many others

from Zimbabwe,

from the Congo,

from Kenya.

I hadn't met them before

but, Oh! 

They embraced me as if I had

There is so much 

I want to say

about these people.

So much they have taught me,

so much.

But

I'm not feeling like I have the right words.

Except that saying, 

you've probably heard before,

I'm just telling you

it's true.

We need Africa

more than Africa needs us