a large group of volunteers go down to an orphanage to teach, love, care, play with and tend to the kids needs. it's amazing. i have only been down once with kaiizen
the founders organized "santa" delivering gifts with his elves. it was so cute. the volunteers made breakfast burritos and smoothies.
it just made me so emotional leaving the children when we were driving away. i thought of how they got there. in mexico they don't have a fostering system. they only bring children that come from abusive homes into orphanages. it pained me to see when one of the little girls wanted to show me her room that she shared with all the other twenty girls and the windows had no screen, no cover, the room was freezing, no carpet and shared one bathroom. the room smelled, the beds looked dirty but the girls were all happy.
i couldn't help but think of that motherly touch they are missing out. they don't have a mother counting their toes, playing games, reading them books, scratching their backs to sleep at night and being told all day how much they are loved.
those thoughts kept my tears coming down and i tried my best to hide my face from the kids as we were walking away. i love those children so much. they were all so humble. they were so grateful.
i wish i could be there this weekend.
this was after we played the flour game with them.
so sweet.
after the orphanage, we went down to one of the poorest areas in town and delivered rice and beans. it was truly one of the most humbling experience seeing how most of the people lived without water, a real roof, food and privacy.
this little man was my "adopted" child for the night.
he was so cute. i had the youngest of the bunch.
he didn't say anything except get into everything. i could handle that... easy breezy.
the founders organized "santa" delivering gifts with his elves. it was so cute. the volunteers made breakfast burritos and smoothies.
it just made me so emotional leaving the children when we were driving away. i thought of how they got there. in mexico they don't have a fostering system. they only bring children that come from abusive homes into orphanages. it pained me to see when one of the little girls wanted to show me her room that she shared with all the other twenty girls and the windows had no screen, no cover, the room was freezing, no carpet and shared one bathroom. the room smelled, the beds looked dirty but the girls were all happy.
i couldn't help but think of that motherly touch they are missing out. they don't have a mother counting their toes, playing games, reading them books, scratching their backs to sleep at night and being told all day how much they are loved.
those thoughts kept my tears coming down and i tried my best to hide my face from the kids as we were walking away. i love those children so much. they were all so humble. they were so grateful.
i wish i could be there this weekend.
3 lovely notes:
Melissa, I was able to do the same in Portugal, I sponsored two children to go to summer camp for two years on the row and I was able to go over and meet them, how grateful they were for just small gifts and blessings! and what Love!
I don't know you besides reading your blog and loving it. You are amazing...such a great mom and wonderful person in general. It's great to know that people like you exist!
let's go together next time okayyyyyy?
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