The drive from Arusha to Nairobi is bittersweet. The last day in Sweni. The last day our dysfunctional African family is whole. The traffic was horrendous. Some of us have only known each other for three weeks and it’s hard enough to accept the end. For the ten (twelve) of us who have been together for 40 days, it’s heart-wrenching. I can’t imagine what it will be like not to wake up in the morning to these faces, to Vernon’s loud morning greetings and hugs, to savannah sunrises. These six weeks, they have been life-changing and a lifetime in itself. I will always remember. T.I.A.