It's Mardi Gras break in Haiti, and all of my friends there have been having a great couple of days. I have been keeping up with emails, reading blog posts, and looking at pictures of their week.
I have also been starting to think more about my trip, and what exactly God has in store for us that week. I am excited. I am ready.
I wake up some mornings and just miss it. I miss the smells. I miss walking out of my door and being greeted by a rush of heat. I miss hearing my name as I walk down the street and having little hands touch my arms, legs, and hands. I miss the cheek kisses from some of my very favorite kids. I miss it.
2 comments:
ashley pratt, i promise to call your name and touch you and kiss your face all week when you're here.
you better..or i will just be super sad. :) love you.
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