The bags were packed, the prayers for safe flights and easy weather spoken, and we were on our way out the door.
The catch is, only one of us was heading out for real.
Meagan left Wednesday on her way to Eldoret, Kenya for her two-month turn at Moi University hospital. It's a return for her, as she made a similar trip in 2007 as a fourth-year medical student. On the surface, the main difference between this trip and her previous trek will be her role at the hospital as a resident, as well as her familiarity with the hospital and the city of Eldoret.
Well, that and the fact that she won't be without a husband for the entire trip this time around.
I'll be joining her in Eldoret for the second of her two months this time around. While my time won't be devoted to the hospital (more on that in later posts), I'll be staying at the Indiana University House with Meagan for our stay there.
I have so little idea about what to expect outside of what I've heard from Meagan, but I'm still thrilled and terrified all at the same time for this trip.
But not Wednesday. At that moment, I was staring up at the sky through sad eyes, hoping and praying for safe travels, and wishing that I were on the plane next to her. Knowing that we've made it through this before brought some comfort, as does knowing that we'll only be apart for one month instead of two. But it didn't make that afternoon any easier.
I'm happy to report, though, that she has made it safe and sound in Eldoret and is catching up on whatever sleep that she can. She's met up with a few folks from home, as well as some of the folks that she met from her first go round. So far, it sounds like smiles (albethey travel-weary ones) before a weekend of relaxing and preparing for the week ahead.
One person down there, one more to go....