Her story begins in the town of Cabaret, just north of Haiti’s capital, Port au Prince. She spends the first several years of her life with her mother and her brother, who is just one year older. Continue reading
I can still picture him at the orphanage where he was just one of over 100 kids. He was 2 years old, covered in dirt, wearing a tattered T-shirt too big for his body. Continue reading
I am in the school office around lunch time when I hear someone crying loudly in the yard. Continue reading
My first trip to Haiti was in 2010, three weeks after the earthquake.
First disclaimer: I didn’t want to go. God had been working in my heart, making me aware of my neglect for the “least of these.” Continue reading