mozambique is happy and alive -- a breathing, sweating, dancing land of color and sound. in the morning before trenton is awake, i lay under our blue mosquito net and listen to trains, dogs, a muffled radio from beyond the walls of ‘young africa’. children play loudly and the air is still cool, carrying the familiar smell of smoke and wet ground. i pray and thank God for a new day, for our lives and the blessing of being together, of being in a place so filled with love.
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