Most afternoons, we have spent time at an orphanage. The kids at this orphanage have quickly become my family and now treat me like a sister by always asking for piggyback rides and throwing the biggest devil looking ants I have EVER seen on me. They smile as they steal the ball while playing basketball. They get up to no good but you can’t help but smile because they are just so darn cute. All while the craziness goes on outside…inside is a cute little secret. His name is Julio and he has captured my heart. He is a little boy with autism and does not speak. He is about 12 years old and smiles as soon as Shiloh and I walk in. He knows our faces and his face lights up. He is tied to his wheelchair for lack of staff. He loves being outside and plays in the sun.
All he needs is love. I am blessed to be there to give it to him
