My heart aches, I sat in bed last night after an incredibly LONG and difficult day at work and I wept. I wept for the fact that I have been so busy these past couple weeks that I haven't properly “digested” my experiences in Haiti, I wept for my babies and how much I miss them- their smiles, their cuddles and just their presence. I wept for how quickly I can get thrown into the fast paced N. American life style- not having forgotten but having temporary displaced reality. It is so incredibly difficult, I am so in love with Haiti but also have a life here, it is simply impossible to have the best of both worlds.
Today as I go about my day I am thinking of W, E, JR, B and all those other babies who touched my heart so deeply during my stay. I hope and pray that someone hugs them today, that someone gives them a kiss and tells them how much everyone loves them, that all those volunteers at GLA right now grasp how incredibly lucky they are to be surrounded by all those angels (dirty diapers and all!).
It could be the exhaustion, it could be the confusion and frustration in a new job, but today I miss Haiti more and more.
