How do you say goodbye to 28 precious children?
That you have been pouring out your love every day?
“Hi Joe!”
“Goodbye Joe!”
Every day…
In the tiniest little voices….
Each day we have to leave and the eyes look at you with SO MUCH love…
We see you tomorrow?
Yes… We’ll be back tomorrow!
Every day….
Then there is a tug on your shirt… you look down…
And…
It’s a note….
Handwritten….
In pencil…
On the most random piece of paper…
You know Kea had to ask an older boy for help in writing this…
He took the time to write it…
Took the time to ask for help…
And I’m supposed to leave….?
The way they hug you…
…the love that your arm is around them…
They are so grateful…
So grateful….
For the rice we were able to provide….
Just for having lunch with them…
For coming to church services every Sunday…
This is by far the hardest goodbye so far on the race….
I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THESE KIDS…!!!
WITH EVERYTHING THAT I HAVE….
WITH EVERYTHING THAT I AM…
I BREAK OPEN MY HEART AND POUR OUT ALL THAT I HAVE…!!!
THESE KIDS ARE WORTH EVERYTHING I CAN MUSTER…
