
As I get back settled in to the craziness of 3 kids (who are sick), work, and the never ending responsibilities, I am haunted by Jon’s words on the emotional crash of coming home. When I was at Casa Hogar I was overwhelmed by the unconditional love that Cecy and Modesto give to the children there. Learning more about some of the children there and the history of the orphanage and watching how truly happy they can be with so little was very inspiring. The physical work was very rewarding and I enjoyed every day I spent there. The group that went was nothing short of exceptional. They were fun, sometimes crazy, ok quite often crazy, all the while working tirelessly. Most importantly, I am grateful for the opportunity to sit on that roof, while cutting tile and learning more about myself than I thought was possible. I can only hope that what I’ve learned about myself there I will never forget and will make me a better person…
Colleen
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