An experience just ceases to exist in memory if there's no one with whom to remember it. There are huge chunks of my life that are just plain gone, or else in some kind of dream world (did that really happen?) since they occurred abroad and I'm no longer in touch with those people.
Yes, there is the husband. That's been a huge improvement. But still one needs some diversity in the story re-telling, as well as the story living.
We've had a few visitors already. My sister-in-law and 1.5-year-old nephew left a few days ago after spending about 2 weeks here. We did the Jordan tour. Now, Jordan is a big improvement to Sudan when it comes to tourism, but it is a very small country. We seem to be hitting the same spots. Lovely and interesting as they are, I see the limits of my future: one trip after another to Petra. Seventh(?) wonder of the world. It is pretty cool, but 1) it's full of tourists and touristy shops and 2) one can only explore so much with a toddler strapped to one's back.
That said, it's great to get out. It's great to have people from the rest of our lives come to this life, to get to know it with us.
