I was raised to think that by hard work,
perseverance, and frugal use of your money anyone could "succeed". I still believe that is true - for those of us fortunate enough to be born in America.
I remember being much younger, watching TV commercials about the starving children in Ethiopia. Skinny little arms & legs, bulging tummies, seemingly oblivious to the flies perched on their lips and noses. It seemed so far away. It was as real to me as a fictional movie. So sad, but it was so far away it couldn't really penetrate my narrow reality.
I have been so fortunate in my adulthood. I have traveled a little internationally, and seen how challenging day-to-day life can be for other very hard working,
persevering, frugal individuals. God is teaching me how small this world is. Teaching me that the privileges we take for granted here in America are pipe dreams for many, if not most, of the world's population.
So, I spent last evening and today glued to the news. Devastated by the destruction in Haiti. My boys' birth country. A place where I had the
privilege of spending 9 weeks. And my heart aches for them. I feel guilt that I have so much, and they have so little - and that little has just been crushed. Wishing I knew how to help, not just today, but everyday. Please Lord, show me my place. Why am I blessed with such creature comforts, cupboards full of food, electricity, clean indoor plumbing. And how can I best show your love to others who were not born with such opportunities.
While I was staying with the boys at COTP, I had the opportunity to accompany one of the long-term volunteers on a trip to the Milot hospital to pick-up two little sick babies that were being released. I was so blessed by the opportunity to see what health care looks like in another country. 
Here are two more pages I completed this weekend for the boys' book covering the time we spent together at their orphanage. Anyone know the song "Mr. Cab Driver"? Looks like I captured some road rage in my little cabbie's face!
Still have a long ways to go in completing my boys' album about the time we spent together at their orphanage in Haiti. Here is one of my newest layouts. These pictures were taken while DH came down to visit. I was so relieved to have him there with us - and so devastated when he had to go home without us!
