how could i forget you...

remember camp....the first blog i wrote. all those dirty little street kids...now that i look back on that i dont really think that i knew how to think, or what to do with those feelings when i saw them that week. The idea of a street kids was different...i am pretty sure that america has nothing like the street kids here. i will admit that i kept my heart distant from these kids...until these last few weeks, where i have had more time to spend with them, to get to know them. those kids found a way into my heart whether or not i was ready. saying goodbye to someone you will not see again is an odd feeling, but inevitable non the less. BUT i have seen about ten of the precious little kids again. two of them are at the home we have been going to for over a month. we have seen about 8 more at a feeding we went to last week... that made me so very excited. i loved seeing the smiles of recognition on their faces when they realized that they knew me! i never thought that i would see them again...and it was a surprise of all surprises. and i loved getting to see their smiling faces again.