Today my heart grew heavier every hour that passed as I sat behind a computer screen.
Even heavier as I read about close friends and mentors working away, doing what they can IN Haiti- while I can only hope and dream of the next opportunity to get back.
Today it was more than “missing Haiti”, today it felt like a need. A need to get back, a need to do what I was made of. A need to reconnect with what makes me ME-
maybe selffishly- knowing that my need to get back balanced with the daily devastation in Haiti doesn't add up- perhaps they don’t need me… maybe I need them.
For a little perspective I treated myself to a walk down memory lane- 
Standing in the clouds. Watching them roll in and lose sight of your feet beneath you.
Standing in the back of the truck, wind blowing in your hair, hands gripped to the side rails. Simplicity at its finest.
The market sights and sounds, smiling worn out faces, wafting of unidentified smells.
Curious strangers and uninhibited friendliness.
Water fights. Enough said.
Relishing the little things in life. Homemade kites…
…Friendship
Abundance of cuddles. Unrestrained love and affection.
I think its clear….
I need Haiti more than Haiti needs me.
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