Missing you

I've been missing Haiti so much lately.  I watched a special from Oprah the other day on her time there, and was so jealous.  Cassie and I joked that instead of hanging out here at HPU last weekend, we were going back to Haiti.  My heart is there.  I miss the kids so very much.  I miss the culture, Dorothy, and the people.  I want to go give them all hugs, hold little Johnny in my arms again, watch movies with Sha Sha, color with the little ones, teach them how to ride a bike, and watch their faces light up when we come out to play.  I miss talking with Dorothy and learning from her undeniable faith.  I miss the craziness of the roads, laughing at Dorothy's crazy antics with Samuel, learning creole, and taking adventures to Giant.  I miss the warmth, the beautiful breeze, and the serenity of life up on her roof.  But most of all I miss this little boy:

His smile, his hugs, his kisses, and his willingness to share with anyone.  I miss seeing his little face light up when I come outside and having him run to jump in my arms.  

And oh do I miss his snuggles.  Even last time I visited, he came straight to me when he wasn't feeling well (see below).  Being able to bring comfort to such a sweet child  is an incredible feeling.  I don't know what it's like to be a mother.  I don't know what it feels like to have a child you can't live without; but if it's anything like how I feel about this little boy, it will be an incredible gift one day.  

Me and Johnny in 2009:

Missing you today Johnny.