Just now now: a photo representing the past week; a visual gratitude journal, of sorts.

“Umm…is this it?” The dubious post office clerk asked as he handed me this.

I was thrilled.

This is what a package looks like when it takes more than five months to travel almost 8,000 miles from Zimbabwe. We have friends there, and this is what their gift had to endure to travel to this side of the world.

What was inside was sweet and thoughtful and made me tear up. But I am even more grateful for the fact that when we opened it, it still smelled like Africa.

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