It's been a while since I was in the air alone, with time to do exactly what I want. Drink wine, read a book, watch a movie, chat up my neighbour...or even put fingers to keyboard and bash away. Since my last productive blogging moment when I spent a few weeks travelling around the USA for JoJo, I have been away, but only in the company of my lovely boys...
What's happening in Nigeria is exceedingly complicated, and it's not something I would normally write about. But as a female educator, I feel it's my responsibility in keeping the crisis in the news as important, which might influence freeing (or finding) these innocent girls' and giving them a future together with opportunities.
In our global sports day, Britain isn't doing too well. 65th place doesn't exactly scream success. Even the most supportive parents would struggle to work-up a smile with that performance. As the case has been in Rwanda, the drive towards everyday equality of women has been propelled by the decisions and greater influence of women.
One wonders why the world insists on re-visiting Rwanda's violent past when it has such a promising future. To be sure, we must never forget, which is why last night's touching service was so important. Today though, when I think of Rwanda, I think of Joyce, Bruce, and Victor, and celebrate the victory of a bright future over a dark past.
On Saturday, 29th of March, many westerners switched off their lights to celebrate Earth Hour. The Big Ben, Times Square in New York and the Kremlin in Moscow were just a few of the iconic landmarks that joined millions of people who dimmed their lights to raise awareness about saving energy and reducing our carbon footprint.