Home!! I’m home, and I’m glad to be home. I did a swan dive into bed at 2:30am and I’ve spent much of the morning snuggling my girls. This past week has been… insane, eye-opening, devastating, and amazing all rolled into one. I’m looking forward to writing more about Guatemala, but I’m still processing everything I’ve seen and experienced.
I asked Jack if he could be little patient with me if I seem frustrated over the next couple of weeks. He’s been super supportive and told me that I could take my time and work my way through it. :)
In the meantime, I would be completely remiss if I didn’t mention the wonderful bloggers that went on this trip that I’m privileged to call my friends. They are fantastic writers, and I’ve really enjoyed reading some of their work, so I thought it might be nice for you to get a perspective that is other than my own. Some of my favorites:
- Jessica’s (Momma’s Gone City) thoughts about our first day in Guatemala.
- What if We’re the Ones That Need Saving? by Zack at The American Jesus.
- Let’s be ordinary. Let’s be extravagant. by Micha at Mama Monk.
- “Because food and clean water aren’t guarantees.” aaand while you’re at it, you should check out Matthew Paul Turner’s books.
- Caleb, the funeral director and embalmer behind Confessions of a Funeral Director, wrote about meeting his sponsored child.
- An interesting financial breakdown by Shelby, guest posting on her mom’s blog.
- “I looked poverty right in the face.” – a quote by Jamie at The Very Worst Missionary
If you’re like, Yeah, time to sponsor a child, you can do that here. And if you’re feeling compelled to sponsor a child in another country or a child that is the same age as your kids, please feel free to do so. Just uncheck the box that says “You are searching for children living in community 166055.”
I am going to take a hot shower in an indoor bathroom, then throw some laundry in my washing machine as opposed to beating it against a rock and hanging it up to dry on a line. I am going to spend time with my kids and thank God that they’ve never gone hungry, not even for a day.
I am going to try to play catch up with emails and clean my house. I’ll be sweeping a tile floor instead of a dirt floor. When I cook dinner, it’ll be in my kitchen, on a stove, and not outside over an open fire. I’m probably going to walk around the house and feel a little spoiled. I may feel angry at myself. I may feel sorry for myself. I may write about it or put up a mental wall and draw stick figures dancing to 2 Chainz instead. I’m not really sure (HEY LET ME MAKE THIS POST ALL ABOUT ME, haaaaa), but I hope you can be a little patient with me, too.
Love to you all. ♥