Emotional Rollercoaster

Rwanda is an emotional rollercoaster. Between the high of feeling like you are making a difference, the hope of opportunity, the frustration of going nowhere, the saddness of the intense need, the horror of genocide, and the pure desperation... every day its a mix of these things. Most times this rollercoaster keeps you going - knowing that your next fix is just a day away. But it also can be extremely exhausting. As a communicator / sharer, I NEED to share these things with other people especially friends and family. Keeping it all bottled up makes me feel like I will explode! Thank god for email, phones, and blogs, and for all of your mails, comments, and feedback.
This morning was one of those mornings where its all piled up. And 2 young boys showed up at the gate. We have a replacement guard today. She is actually our maid, a shy timid woman. Not much of a guard. She tells me and I come out to tell them to go away. I guess she thought me coming out meant she should let them in. So two little boys walk down the driveway. The one boy had in mind that we could talk and he could practice his English. I met him on the street one day and he walked me home. He's not a bad boy or anything. He's first in his class and wants to learn. But the last thing I needed was to entertain two little boys! I told them I was busy and they had to leave. I felt rude and that this was entirely not Rwandan to tell someone to leave your house. But sometimes its just too overwhelming and you really need time and space to yourself. TIA.