Quick Reminder about Staying Humble

Yesterday after my afternoon bucket bath I was starting to feel a little better. Being clean always helps after being sick. Half an hour later I am walking to get some cups for an afternoon tea, I walked pass the same building as I did thousands of times before. This time, I caught my reflection in the window. My first thought was, wow, I look pretty, I wish Brent could see. I was wearing a light blue flowing skirt and my hair was down and curly. It is the very small things in Africa that makes a girl feel pretty, even less after being in bed for two days. For a moment all I could think was, "If Brent could see me he would tell me that I look pretty today."(He says this to me almost everyday, regardless if he has seen me. It's some of our "sweet talk") After getting cups, I tried to catch my reflection again, having a moment of being vain. Just then, I stepped in freshly laid duck poop. Not on my flip-flops but in between my toes and everywhere. It was just a mess and even more of a mess when I am trying to clean it up.

So this was my reminder on staying humble. You never know when you are going to go from pretty to poop.