During my first weeks, maybe months, at Joytown I would breathe a sigh of relief each Friday. Another week down, which means a little closer to home. I know it is a terrible thing to admit, but I am saying this because of course my heart has changed. Yesterday, I arrived at Joytown after being away for far too long, and I had no idea how much I missed this place. I missed all the unusal sounds of this school. The firewood being chopped outside my room every morning at 4:00 or the baboons that run across my tin roof at night. But I especially missed the sweet sound of wheelchairs and walkers scraping against gravel. A sound I can find no where else. Endless laughter and singing at all hours of the day.
I was greeted by the love of my life--Isaac. This adorable six year old has captured my heart. Even though the only words we can exchange are a simple "hello" or "how are you"....I have missed his smile. That smile just brings tears to my eyes. So instead of counting down the days til home, I am praying that these last 6 weeks will drag on and on.
I was greeted by the love of my life--Isaac. This adorable six year old has captured my heart. Even though the only words we can exchange are a simple "hello" or "how are you"....I have missed his smile. That smile just brings tears to my eyes. So instead of counting down the days til home, I am praying that these last 6 weeks will drag on and on.
Gray, I've been praying for you and love your blog. Enjoy and soak up these last few weeks. It's crazy you are getting to have this experience. I've been talking to so many people that we would love to take a break from our lives and be there too! You are in so many people's prayers and everyday thoughts!
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Thank you so much Kelty! I really appreciate your prayers and thanks for keeping up:) Happy happy new year!!
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