Change of Plans: Uganda!

Last minute change of plans! I got an email from the Children’s Heart Project: could I transport a boy and his mom home to Uganda? 

“The timing really couldn’t be better,” said my mom. The kids have had lots of time acclimating to life at my parents’ house. 

I said I would go if they couldn’t find anyone else. They couldn’t find anyone else. So instead of flying home to Norfolk I flew to another Texas city and here we are: a lively three-year-old boy with a fixed heart, his mom, their interpreter and me. Here to Qatar: 17 hours. OUCH. See you on the other side!