It all took some sorting out. My Indonesian friend kept going on and on about some mutual friend of ours who is sick. I kept smiling, nodding, trying to figure it out, feeling stupid. But I didn’t recognize the name.
And then I realized she was calling our friend by one of the three different […]
We, along with the rest of America, were saddened by the news of the Boston marathon bombings and followed the news coverage closely. As we watched the aftermath and the search for the suspects unfold, one phrase that the police spokesman used stuck out to me. He urged people in the Boston area to “shelter […]
A couple of months ago we were in the midst of getting our house ready to sell, packing up our belongings, and preparing for our departure for Indonesia. To say that Matt and I were feeling overwhelmed would have been a major understatement. Our mile long “to do” list never seemed to get smaller and […]
Tonight, while driving the daughter of another MAF family home, we came across a horrific traffic accident. It was dark outside and there was a chaotic pile of cars on the road. We were shocked to see the broken bodies of Basotho men lying on the road. We were astonished by the lack of medical […]
When I was getting ready to move to Indonesia, I was willing to give up pizza, my mom’s dirt cake and one-stop trips to Wal-Mart. But I had one hope in return—a fruit tree.
Any type of fruit would do—bananas, pineapple, coconut, or something else I didn’t yet know existed.
Thankfully, I ate pizza the first week […]
It’s been seven months since I stepped off of the old DC-3 airplane onto the hot tarmac in Port-au-Prince. In that time, I have learned how to drive around goats, pedestrians, and erratic vehicles. I can now understand French spoken with a Haitian accent and am learning how to speak Creole. My days are filled […]