Category Archives: Travel I realized I was wide awake, only lying in bed with my eyes pressed together. Blinking away the fuzzy halo, I rolled over to check the status of the photographer. Still snoozing. After his fifteen hour shift at the restaurant yesterday, I wasn’t surprised by his still-deep-breathing. Sleepy head. Rolling back over, I reached for...  What does it mean to stand in the gap for someone? No. To really stand in the gap. Is it the same for all people or does it look different for each of us? Is helping just a little, for a while, better than not ever helping at all? Is more required of us than... Last night when everyone ran into the store, Thea and I stayed on the van. I asked Tony (one of the men who works for the bus company and rides everywhere with us) about some every-day-living-in-Nairobi questions. Here’s a few things I found out while talking to him. Very few people have refridgerators. The ones...  I noticed her one of our first days here. She is tall, with strong cheek bones, and long braids tied back in a pony-tail. She seems far too strong for her age. Almost two years younger than me, Jennifer has three daughters: Zepora who is nine, Alice who is seven, and baby Esther who is...  Today, I met them. The faces I’ve been staring at on the photographer’s mac all year long. All the huge beautiful eyes and huge smiles. Finally. We arrived at our guesthouse late last night. After checking out our rooms and enjoying my long awaited orange Fanta (in a glass bottle), after the girls and boys... |
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Our Adoption Story
