Playing with a friend in Uganda

A couple of weeks ago my trusty Subaru was packed with a bunch of sweaty kids (mine), headed home from our organization’s picnic. The mood was light, the windows down. We played two of my admittedly weird games:

• Where in life do you think your sibs and yourself will be in twelve years? 
• Where around the world could you see yourself going to help people?

The first was pretty hysterical, peppered with some interjections about read more