there are two bunkbeds and a single bed on one side of the room.  two large wardrobes are where all five of us girls keep our belongings and one of them defines where the bedroom area ends and where are living room begins.  we have two couches, a bookshelf, and a desk.  there are flowers on… Continue reading details

i’m feeling so very distant and out of touch with those i love the most.  this morning while i made beds and felt quite lonely someone mentioned that i’ll be going home in exactly one month from today.  it’s a long month with thirty-one days in it, but in fact, i will be flying home in a… Continue reading almost

“Godly sorrow brings repentance that leads to salvation and leaves no regret, but worldly sorrow brings death.”  – 2 Corinthians 7:10 i’ve been thinking about the difference between godly sorrow and worldy sorrow. i’ve been thinking that worldly sorrow leaves one with no hope — there is no salvation beyond it all. i’ve been thinking… Continue reading thinking.

so yes, i’m back. so my second day back at work and i was sent home this morning.  traveling home i didn’t feel too well the whole time and my compadres were convinced that i was suffering from sun stroke (heat stroke or whatever you want to call it).  this morning after someone realized that… Continue reading back again

i didn’t remember the Spanish sun being this hot or this intense.  i didn’t remember suncreen not working.  i didn’t remember how wonderful the Mediterranean feels on a warm afternoon.  i didn’t remember just how good Spanish tortilla is.  i didn’t remember how much i love the culture, the people (i feel so comfortable here… Continue reading remember

after only four months of working i’m officially on vacation until next saturday.  i sit here with the world at my fingertips, knowing i can do whatever it is that i want to do right now and there is no schedule that will stop me.  as it is, what i’m doing and want to do… Continue reading time off

is finding this picture on my camera. and taking others.

yesterday i was a girl. in the afternoon i sat on the floor of my home, surrounded by scissors, glue sticks, paper, pens, markers, rulers, and ribbons.  i listened to andrea bocelli and attempted to make a beautiful birthday card. late in the evening, after our program with the kiddies, i sat on a couch… Continue reading just a girl

i’m in the midst of the last weekend with konfi’s.  and i’m so tired. i have days where i realize what a jerk i am and all i want to do is go to bed and start the day over.  it really rots when you have two days in a row like that. i am… Continue reading continuing

it’s 9:20 pm.  i’m freshly showered and am wearing my pink striped pajamas.  i feel the same way i used to when i was eight, was bathed the night before church, and was allowed to go and watch tv for a bit before bed.  i’m not sure how often i actually did that, but somehow… Continue reading life