I am especially excited because the girls in my small group really want to go out there and help us. We took our small group to help with the Christmas party that was thrown for the kids in a field by their little shanty town. More than 200 kids showed up to eat hotdogs and play games and, of course, get a present. And our small group students fell in love with them, just as I have. I am stoked. For me, this is a huge opportunity to spend time with the girls in my group. And the fact that they will be serving and helping in their own community just makes me that much more happy. I feel like I'm on the verge of something cool. The very thing I came down here for. I feel hopeful and a little restless. I can hardly wait to get out there again.
Steve is back at the office, always with lots to do and his phone ringing off the hook. He's busy. Stephen had a 3 week holiday break and is back at school, and the 2 younger boys are home on summer break. So all in all we are back to normal. I guess I better get myself back to normal as well. I have all the "normal" piles of laundry, windows with fingerprints, and dirty toilettes waiting for me to get back to real life.