It is an honor and privilege to come back to Haiti this
summer. The hopeless state of this
country and the basic human needs that exist are beyond comprehension and hit
me just as hard as it did last year. I
cannot seem to get my head around it all. After riding from the airport through
the heart of Cap Hatien and viewing all the despair we arrived at the orphanage
and were greeted by the kids in the orphanage and many of the street kids. It was very emotional seeing and reconnecting
with the many kids we built relationships with the previous year. It was a beautiful moment.
This second trip it has become very apparent to me how
important it is to keep your word with the Haitian people. When you say you are going to do something;
you do it. Our relationships immediately
deepened with the young men and women of this orphanage when they saw many of
us from our trip last year had returned.
As the week went on I was confronted by several young people who asked
why I hadn’t written them. This is an
area where I must do better when I return home.
This year I’ve had the opportunity to see and experience a
lot more of the pain and devastation that exists in Haiti. I visited a couple of the
street kids’ homes this year. They are
basically a concrete structure with a tin roof about the size of the average
bathroom in America,
only not as nice. There are usually 5-6 people
(sometimes more) living in these homes.
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