As we were getting ready to leave Camp Djabal for the last time, my new friend Rahma kept telling me that it was to be a very sad day. That it wouldn’t be the same after we left. All I could think of was to agree with Rahma, as he is rarely wrong with his thoughts. Because so much was unfolding before my eyes during our journey, I have to admit that my words were anything but eloquent. As Rahma was waiting for my response, it all became very clear to me.
I very easily could have shrugged off the opportunity to join Gabriel, Mark and James in Eastern Chad. They had months to plan their trips and mentally prepare. I had three days to decide, and two weeks to prepare myself. Even after the night I spoke with Gabriel for the first time, I woke up thinking, “what am I, crazy?” In that moment, all of this was on the line. Luckily, if you know me at all, I tend to be quite spontaneous. I knew that in just a blink of an eye I could have wished away what could have been some of my life’s most memorable moments. Some of life’s most important decisions are made this way. Even when you list pros and cons, isn’t it what feels right that you end up doing? Well, I felt like this was meant to be.
So, when I responded to Rahma, who seemed to have some tears in his eyes, I said, “Rahma, don’t be sad that we’re leaving, but be happy that we came.” In the moment, I knew I meant what I was saying, but I knew how he felt. Sitting in a hotel room now in N’Djamena, I’m back to that feeling many of you have, that the only way to help is by being there. I’d like you all to know that our friends at Camp Djabal including the Darfur United players, expressed how grateful they were for there friends back home, even the ones they haven’t met. Somehow, some way, they understand that they have people miles away supporting them in ways that are just as important as physically traveling and interacting with them.
As I prepare for our departure, I again find myself thankful. I’m sure reality will hit me later on when I’m sitting in my home in Connecticut, that it will be tough to get back out here the way I did, to see my new friends again. And as Rahma said, it will be a sad day. But, as an optimist, I must look at this as just the beginning. The beginning of something incredible.
We must get this team to Iraq.
Darfur United Assistant Coach
Brian, I’m in awe of the decision you made to be a part of these young men’s lives. To go so far to bring joy and hope to this group of refugees brought together for the love of a sport and to be united as a people is nothing short of historical. Be proud of your efforts and cherish the memories you help to creat for them and for you. Thank you so much for sharing your experiences with us. Many blessings, Karen
This is beautiful. You took some beauty with you to Darfur, and you bring back magic in your heart. I know you will share that magic everywhere you go. Thanks for making the decision to do a wonderful thing.
I can see it’s just the beginning for you in being a great advocate for the people of Darfur. Thanks for volunteering to help Darfur United become a reality. I’m sure the new friends you have made will never forget you.
Your words were so right! Especially don’t be sad be happy we came…..it is an everyday struggle for the refugees to look for that happiness under the circumstances…but thanks to you guys I am so sure you made it a little bit easier..