I'm sitting up in John's office putting the finishing touches on the Calendar we've made for Heartline and also trying to write an article for the newsletter. The latter is not going well.
My plane leaves Port at 12:35 tomorrow. Please pray that it leaves on time!! because I don't have a long layover in Miami and would really like to get home with out too many complications. I'm sure that wish is little far fetched but I can always hope, can't I?!
This will be my last post from Haiti...I was asked yesterday if I would continue blogging or not. I said yes but I'm not really sure because many people reading this are reading it because I was in Haiti. SO, to blog or not to blog? That is the question! What do you all think???
*edit* this is the article I had to write for John...finally finished!
John has been asking me to write an article for the newsletter for a couple of weeks now. It’s the day before I leave to head back to Michigan and I’m just now starting.
I’ve been struggling with what to write because how do you sum up 6 months in just a couple hundred words?
Many people have asked me what I do here and I usually tell them that I make bottles, do laundry when the laundry lady is off, make milk for every meal, pass out Fab for laundry, and keep the nannies in check. That seems like a pretty easy job. But what they don’t see is that I know that Jenny likes to be the boss. I know that Christopher will throw a major fit until he gets a bottle. I know that Ali struggles to find her place between the older girls and the toddlers. I know that Yvie needs to be held during church because she’s out of her comfort zone. I know that Kembert is a tough little guy but loves to give out hugs and kisses.
For the past 6 months I was blessed with the amazing opportunity to love on and care for these beautiful Haitian children. I’ve gotten to know all of their likes and dislikes. Leaving Haiti and saying goodbye to these little ones is going to be one of the hardest goodbyes I’ve ever had to say. In less than 24 hours I’ll hug them all and, through tears, tell them that I love them and am praying for them.