Have you ever walked along the Pacific Coast early in the morning when a heavy fog rests like a blanket along the shore, and you can’t see further than a few feet ahead? If you lingered long enough, maybe you have witnessed the heat of the rising sun…
I walked into the small apartment in Haiti that was our temporary home and looked around for a place that I could hide. My whole body felt the build up of anger and grief inside of me…
Exhausted in body and aching in my soul, I yearned for the smallest measure of reprieve from the intensity our family was walking through.
“Girl, you are in the prime of your life! Why are you spending your best years raising someone else’s children, hidden away in a third-world country?”
While working away on the day’s projects, my eyes drifted up from my computer screen and landed on a framed photo on the wall…
Walking through the small mountain village in southern China, my senses were alive with curiosity and awe as I found myself far beyond the reaches of all my previous life experiences…