It's A Beautiful Moon Tonight!

I saw the Moon
Bright and Majestic
It Warmed my Heart and brought a Smile to my Face.

Tribute to Uncle Enoch Kwizera: 1950 - 2013

I could have called, I should have sent him pictures of the kids when he asked. I should have sent that email when I thought about him. I procrastinated. I thought I would reach out when he got better. He had to get better because he was rarely unwell. I didn't think sickness would fall suddenly and take him downward like an avalanche.

I've never had so many "should have" "would have" "could have" thoughts floating through my mind as the moment I received the news of Uncle Enoch's death.

I don't know who coined the phrase "Larger than life" but Uncle Enoch fit the bill. He had the ability to transform the spirits of those around him. He was remembered every where he went, no matter how long or short a time he spent. His presence was so potent. To say he maximized each moment doesn't quite describe the enthusiasm with which he lived. He extracted every nutrient out of life.
He Climbed every mountain,
Forded every stream,
Followed every rainbow,
Till he found his dream
A dream that would need
All the love he could give,
Every day of his life,
For as long as he lived.

Whenever I shared a struggle or misfortune, he shared 4 of his own with advice and that helped me keep things in perspective.
He read every book worth reading. He was up to date with world events. He knew the latest music and news in Kampala even though he hadn't lived in the country for over 20 years. He was still connected with friends, lecturers and professors that he grew up with.
I don't know of any 63 year old actively connected on face book but he shared posts, commented on my status page and was a big fan of my blog. He was there. He encouraged me to keep writing and even offered to be my editor.

Uncle Enoch was not only my husband's uncle, he was my uncle too. When we were still dating, Sam told me about his uncle in South Africa. We exchanged emails; he told me stories, shared jokes and we became friends. He had an intense sense of humor that was shocking at times and totally rib cracking. He once told me the spell check suggestion for the name "Zinsanze" was "insane". I found that very funny.
It would be 5 years before we met in person.
It is not common that a girl relates easily yet respectfully with an Uncle in-law, I thank God.

After a year in Philadelphia, I was still getting lost. Uncle Enoch stayed with us for 3 days and he knew the lay out of the city like the back of his palm. He made friends with the guys at the local bar, and on the 3rd night went out on the town with a stranger turned friend. While I struggled to fit in, he got the local bar owner  to keep his luggage. Who does that in America? At least not 3 days after one has arrived in the country and especially considering that he was an original African with the accent to boot.
He knew how to locate the best restaurants because he had walked the entire city. He took Sam and I out  to diner as though he was the host.
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He enjoyed drinking spirits. A strong cup of coffee in the morning was all he would ask for. I was concerned about his diet but I excused him saying he knew everything there was to know about medicine and the body, after all he was a Pharmacologist and a Professor at Walter Sisulu University. Read his inaugural address here.

I can't believe he is gone. I won't be there for his funeral -  that would have given me better closure. But like Uncle Nathan said, "In all things we give thanks".

He warned me about putting pictures of him on my blog but I had to do it, just this one time.

Lesson: Learn to be obedient to the Spirit. Reach out and throw a life line when somebody crosses your mind because that means they need to hear an  encouraging word.

On my mind

I'm relishing this song today.
There are numerous You Tube versions but I'm drawn to this one because it has the verses. It sounds a little ancient but it is nice.

Let's turn our eyes upon Jesus.

Just found out that a close friend lost her dad. Sad that I can't be there with her :-( but Jesus is.
RIP Mr. Nangwale.

1.  
2. O soul, are you weary and troubled?
   No light in the darkness you see?
   There’s light for a look at the Savior,
   And life more abundant and free!
   • Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
     Look full in His wonderful face,
     And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
     In the light of His glory and grace
3. Through death into life everlasting
   He passed, and we follow Him there;
   O’er us sin no more hath dominion—
   For more than conqu’rors we are!
4. His Word shall not fail you—He promised;
   Believe Him, and all will be well:
   Then go to a world that is dying,
   His perfect salvation to tell!

For the record

A day after President Obama's second inauguration, I walked passed the U.S Capitol.

The bitter cold made me empathize with the cleaners. Clearing up under these negative temperatures must have been torture.
A well dressed man rolling a briefcase seemed a little undecided as he walked passed a cleaner. He seemed interested in something in or near the trash. When he finally gained the courage to pick it up, the cleaner claimed ownership.
I was obviously curious about what had caught the mans attention. As I walked passed I glanced and saw a single glove on the pavement.The well dressed man had no gloves and this was his chance to save one hand from freezing over but his hopes were dashed. It was that cold!
My fingers hurt, it took will power to press the shutter release and it wasn't even a paid job, just my madness.

Seats still in place

It was still closed off

There is nothing earth shuttering about these pictures, I just wanted to take record of the day after the 57th Presidential inauguration.

57th Presidential Inauguration

D.C is where it's going down this weekend!

Every third sentence on radio has the word "inauguration".
People are flocking from all over the world. Hotels are booked out and locals are renting out their rooms and houses for some extra money. A colleague of mine is renting his apartment to visitors from New York who are paying $300 per night for 3 nights.

Since I will not brave the cold or the crowds on Monday I took a stroll on Pennsylvania Avenue and took a few pictures. There is a lot of construction going on, certainly not as much hype as in 2009 but enough to feel excitement in the air.

White House

White House

Inaugural Parade viewing stand

In front of  the inaugural parade viewing stand. These Bakiga refused to move, too much maalo I tell you!

Picked up some souvenirs  on the way :-)

Pennsylvania Avenue in front of the White House

Seats that will be filled on Monday

Some crazy gadgets

At least I can say I walked the grounds 3 days before President Obama's 2nd inauguration as the 44th President of the United Stated.

It is squares, circles and black and white stripes

Black and white and oh so beautiful

He is a boy, she is a girl and they have 6 years between them.

He can fix her a snack and keep her entertained when mum and dad are busy.
She makes him laugh; it’s great to have a little sister!
They run and jump and roll all over the carpet.
They laugh and cry and want to pull out each others hair.

On the other hand ...

He is 8 and excited by spooky stuff, weird looking creatures give him a thrill; She is 2 and little Miss A bursts into sobs at the sight of a robot. 

Mummy says "Okay! Let’s find something you can both watch. How about Caillou?"  He rolls his eyes. "Wonder Pets?" He goes, "mom seriously?!".  

 "Alright! Sesame Street?" He screams, "No!"

 So, 2 kids will not agree on what to watch because he is a boy, she is a girl and they have 6 years between them. Makes me wonder how I lived with 5 older siblings. We watched the same shows and everyone was happy... I think.

He thinks in clear squares. Please give one instruction at a time " Clear the table full stop.Wash your hands full stop. Bring your books full stop". If I say, "clear the table, wash your hands and go bring your books", there is total chaos. He cringes, his eyes water because he thinks he has to do everything at once which in his mind is simply impossible.
She thinks in circles. Give her the same instructions and she will want to wash her hands, clear the table (with water dripping everywhere) and probably drag the table cloth along as she goes to pick her books.

She loves clothes, shoes and accessories. She beams her sweet smile, cuddles up close, raises her eye brows and asks “For me?” “Can I try?”. He will leave new clothes untouched and get upset when asked to try them on.

Give him a 3DS and he will hibernate, never to be seen. Little miss has a knack for sniffing him out and then I'll hear grunts “leave me alone!” or “go away!”

He doesn’t want water anywhere near or on his  head, face, mouth, arms, legs, back, stomach, basically!... ; If she could only figure out how to breath and eat in water, life would be perfect.

He could live in a cave; she thrives on relationship.

Writing on walls was never his thing ; crayons, pens and pencils seem to constantly call her name.

They are simply different

He is "allergic" to Vaseline; she could smear the whole house and then some.

She loves to sing; he would rather cry.

She lives by the DIY (do it yourself) motto. She would rather brush her teeth, comb her hair, dress up and feed herself, my only job would be to provide the instruments. He would much rather lie there and imagine all these things happening automatically.

He wants a perfect life where everything falls in line with his wishes and is totally crushed when reality sets in ; she dances to whatever tune is played, there may be disappointments, she will cry her little heart out, when she's done she will move on.

She is constantly closing doors and putting things away; he doesn’t know what that means.

She loves hugs and kisses; if he could, he would pay for personal space.

She wakes up in a good mood; don’t wake him up if you know what’s good for you - dreams are interrupted at the most critical points, thought patterns are disorganized, generally you mess everything up.

When one tosses me over the cliff, the other provides a safe landing with a glass of juice and a plaster to boot. They are different but very beautiful in their individuality.That is the awesomeness of God - He made us fearfully and wonderfully. Hehehe get the joke? "Fearfully and wonderfully?" oh well, never mind.

He says

She does

And that sums it up.

The More I Seek You

The more I seek you
The more I find you

The more I find you
The more I love you

I wanna sit at your feet
Drink from the cup in your hand.
Lay back against you and breath, feel your heart beat
This love is so deep, it's more than I can stand.
I melt in your peace, it's overwhelming.