for my African child {poem}
If I could wrap my arms around you, I’d hold you for as long as I could. Just to feel you in my arms, your tiny body, your little hands, every small inch of your malnourished frame. If I could tuck you...
View ArticleSummertime is here, once again.
As we all know due to the millions of tweets and Facebook updates, it is FINALLY summer! Thank God for the summertime. For most summer is a time for cookouts, swimming, food, no shoes, no shirt, and no...
View Article11 days.
11 days. 11 days until I am on a plane to my most favorite place in the entire world. 11 days. 11 reminds me of 2011, the first year I ever went to Zambia, Africa. I was 15 years old and I was a...
View ArticleReflecting.
I am back in the states now and I have been here for about two days. During the past two days I have been thinking about how I was going to write this post and what I was going to say and how I was...
View ArticleRedemption.
This is a photo of me and Blessing, a boy I met in 2011 who was very dark and sad. In 2012 he was near death, living a life of abuse, witchcraft, alcohol, abandonment, and starvation. He now lives...
View ArticleMissing you.
Today I am really missing Zambia. I miss the faces of the 11 boys in my camp group, who’s smiles light up the darkest of places and who’s laughter is like music. I miss the faces of the 3 children I...
View ArticleOliely
Today I am missing you, yesterday I missed you, and tomorrow I will wake up only to realize that you are on the other side of the planet and I will miss you as I always do.
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