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| Saying goodbye to friends in rural Djibouti is hard as I leave for home and an easier life. Is there a way to share? Am I doing what I can? |
When I think about my friends and the way they live, I'm tempted to sell everything and go work where they do. Is there a way to balance things out? In Texas yesterday, I saw a grocery store the size of a small town; it had dozens of kinds of pretty much everything, and I remember my friends who've never been in a grocery store.
It's hard to imagine one of them walking down the block-long, air conditioned aisles, seeing a hundred different kinds of cookies or cereal or canned things. And a cart full of groceries would cost them three months income or more. We live in such a fractured world.