15.05.2026 - Goodbye đź’›
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I really don't like that word. Even though I have the great privilege of being able to work from Tanzania and be there three to four times a year – always at my own expense, of course – I find it difficult to say goodbye every time.
As the time for saying goodbye draws near, the emotions become especially intense. When my brother, who is also on the board of our association, and my mom traveled home, they were surprised with lovely gifts 🥰 It always touches me when our moms think of such gestures and surprise us with them. Then tears of joy often well up in my eyes. At the same time, I see how happy and fulfilled they are in their work with the children – it's wonderful to witness.
One last evening together
I always cherish the last dinner before my departure. These shared moments are precious. And even though I've mentioned it a few times already, I'm always deeply impressed by how quietly so many children eat together here. Currently, 45 children live with us, and three more attend boarding school – yet there's a remarkable sense of calm during meals. For me, it's always a sign of security, structure, and mutual respect.
Until we meet again
Saying goodbye is never easy. But I also know: it's not a final goodbye, but only a temporary one. And until we meet again, the children will always hold a special place in my heart.







