Friday, 18 October 2013

What do you do?

What do you do when you are in down town and you see guys pick pocketing women ? And you witness this every single evening?
Well my heart is torn. I want to warn these unsuspecting ladies but the look i see on these guys' faces is always scary/ murderous. So i just watch and i am always left helpless. I wish i could do something.

For weeks i had decided that i will get in the taxi, close my eyes until we are past down town Kampala so that i don't keep blaming myself for not helping.
But today something happened, right before i got into the taxi, the pick pocketer was busy opening a lady's bag. I saw him. So i passed by the lady, Knocked her with my elbow and she wasn't so happy but she adjusted her bag. I was happy.

It is so difficult when you want to help but also have to think of your own safety. Maybe that is a bit selfish but what choice does one have??? It doesn't change the fact that i feel really bad and angry at these ruthless guys.

Monday, 7 October 2013

Update...

To start with, i have missed doing this. Life has kind of been busy and busy.

From my last post to this one, a lot has happened. I have a new Job (same work place). I am thankful for that. It is also one of the reasons I have been busy. It is pretty interesting if you are a big fun of staring at and dealing with numbers from Morning till you sign out.

Hamlet celebrated 5years 19 July.. I am a lucky mama.  


And school is going great. I am thankful to God for every day , for my beautiful son, for friends.

Other than that, Life is good.