For this particular blog I’ll spare you of my latest convictions and share a little story from the field (:
The second or third day here as we walked up to the orphanage one of the little boys I had bonded with right away came up to me and gave me a flower crown. It was soo beautiful and intricately woven. My heart literally melted. I asked the little boy to teach me how to make one. So we went out into the tall grass and picked flowers as the wind softly blew through the grass. Then we went and sat on one of the small wooden platforms and weaves the flowers together. Soon enough other little boys came and sat around and then started drawing different monsters and making up stories and scenarios in Kmer. As I sat there listening and not fully understanding. I thought, this is what heaven will be like. So sweet, so peaceful, full of childlike joy.
