harvest

This morning we celebrated Harvest Thanksgiving service at church. It was a lovely proper autumn day, crisp and cold. I do notice the seasons and found life in Africa didn't have the rhythm of the seasons that I am familiar with. The hot season and the rains came but they were very unpredictable, which wreaked havoc with the maize crop because the planting of the crop had to be timed so that the plants would be big enough to withstand the rain and grow. So often people planted and the rains came too late. 

africa and the doctor

So the doc is back in Africa, while the rest of us are at home. 

He has gone to Ghana for almost 3 weeks on a teaching programme. He will be teaching and working with other haematologists and doctors. He is also meeting people and talking abut future research projects. 

It feels like he is such a long way away and I know that culturally his week will be so different to ours. Me and the girls are carrying on normal life while he is seeing new things and being in a different way of life. Of course I would love to be with him, experiencing a new country but part of me is glad not to be doing all that with the whole family and the worry that goes with it. 

I do not enjoy solo parenting. There is a novelty to having the house to myself and getting on in the evening but it is a novelty that is short-lived and does not compensate for having all the responsibility.