Luxury (Krystle)

Hey everyone! The last couple of days have been good but different then what was originally planned. The second job grandpa had come to do looks like it might not be happening, but I don't know how he would've gotten it done anyways because there have been so many other things to do! Future jobs to check out, church measurements to take for the tent we are raising money for, sinks to unplug, generators to fix, church services to attend, people to meet with, my head is just spinning from the past weekend. lol! We are all well though tired.  However, in Haiti you always feel tired. I can tell that we're are all especially weary today, that tiredness where your sitting there and don't even know if you have the strength to open your water bottle. Not sick and weak feeling, just literally exhausted. I know people are going to be commenting to get some rest, take a nap, or whatever else, but there is no time to rest. I'm already getting that feeling that my time left here is short and there is so much I need to accomplish before I go home! Children to love, and memories to make, rest will just have to wait till I go home! This country is so hard it makes me wonder how these people do it. I know that I will come back to all of the luxuries of home but these people don't have that, not even the hope of someday having it! And I mean simple things like clean drinking water that never runs out, having three meals a day to eat, medical care even if you don't have money. Did you know that if you go to the hospital here and you don't have money to pay right there and then, they won't even let you in the door, even if you were dying? It is sad and makes me wonder how I can go home and leave these hurting people here to suffer alone. Don't get me wrong, I want to come home so bad it hurts, I have cried more then I would like to admit, and I am still counting down the days till the airplane to take me home lands on this dry, fowl smelling, desperate piece of land. As I get up every morning and feel I can't do this one more day, some child covered in dirt and grime runs up to give me a hug and a smile and tell me how much they love me, not because they are hoping I will give them something, it is simply because I love them. Or when a lady from the church sees me and comes running up to tell me how beautiful I look when my hair is a mess, my make-up is running and my clothes are wrinkled and sweaty, and yet I can tell she is being genuinely truthful when she says it. These things help me go one more day and keep pressing on. How can I feel so hopeless in this place and yet these people are so happy and joyful? I do not know, but I am learning so very much from them, and I can only try my best and pray that God will give me something to give to them as well! Kelly and I have felt the impending doom of grandpa leaving since we first picked him up, and it is drawing closer every minute, but we are doing okay. We will be sad to see him go but there is so much to do and finish in the next four weeks. I scheduled it all out according to Haiti time, we will see how that goes! Lol! We don't have to much to finish today but tomorrow is all booked up. Then Wednesday we are going to Port for grandpa to do some well work. We will spend the night in Port Au Prince and take grandpa to the airport early Thursday morning. Keep us all in your prayers and know you all back home are in ours! Love from Haiti! Krystle