Rain drops keep falling on my head!

These are the kind of days that I love to sit back, take a big deep breath, a sigh of relief, and then go outside and run. Run as fast as I possibly can. I'll admit, I'm not coordinated. Or fast for that matter.

Who I am kidding. I am probably the most uncoordinated, can't kick a ball hard enough to save her life, shoot at the other teams basket, kind of individual. I can't help it. It's just how I am wired. BUT I love to run. Especially when the air smells like rain, tingling my skin with tiny cool raindrops. Ipod on. And the world has faded into the background. It's just me.

Today was a great day. It was the first day since I got home from Africa that I could actually breath. It's been well over a month since I've gotten back but it feels like yesterday, and a year ago all at the same time. Life has been so fast paced that I haven't had time to just sit down and gather my thoughts together. Stories have been endless, I've told them over and over again. One of my best friends, could attest to that, receiving random messages at four in the morning telling him about people that are SO real to me. People I ache for. And little girls that I loved holding in my arms. He knows first hand the stories of the people that kept me up at night.  I want so badly for others to see that the stories I tell are not just filled with impassioned words, these people are REAL.  He wrote a letter containing some of the best advice I could of had at the moment...

Over the course of the next couple weeks, you will be able to see first-hand the fruits of your labor, and the girls you have aided will be right there with you for you to hug and laugh with and incessantly smile at. Enjoy every moment. Your trip will give you an even deep insight into the world of Africa, and one of the most defining points of your life may well come during your stay. It will be a time to dwell on the beauty of the moment while, at the same time, deciding where you want to see yourself in the future. I have full faith in you. 

It was exactly what I needed, when I needed it. Odd how that happens? As I was reading I pictured my sweet girls. Only to remember to dwell on the beauty of that moment. AND LAUGH. That's not hard for me. :) I wish he could have been there to see those words in affect. He had no idea that in that moment I would think of that advice, look into the eyes of my sweet Ruth and squeeze her as hard as I could. Knowing that the moment I had been given was a little gift. Perfect. Those tiny moments that come few and far between.

So if you ever read this, thank you.