By James Addis
The last time I was deployed to a humanitarian emergency I had no wife and no children. This time I have a wonderful wife, Sharon, a daughter, Nicole, 3, and a young son Michael, 6 months.
In previous emergencies I never got homesick. Now the tug of home hits more powerfully than ever. I keep needing to pull myself together. "For goodness sake man you have only been here a few days."
It’s not only missing the family of course. The heat, the smell of sickness and despair, the tragic stories that one hears, it makes one long for peace and tranquility, the comforts of home, familiar faces; a strong cup of coffee - taken at leisure and not in a mad rush.
Yesterday, I attended our first distributions of relief aid to the homeless – biscuits, health kits, clothes, and bottled water. Chatting to people waiting ...