Back at the children's home...Maureen and Samira holding one of the little guys. |
Really like this sign of solidarity...meant to catch the whole shot but like this one a lot! |
One of the little guys that followed us around...he was having fun playing with rocks and a coke bottle. |
This guy (his name escapes me) was so happy that I came back around. |
Made sure I woke up at some point in
the middle of the night so I could post to my facebook account on the
one year anniversary of the blessing and passing of one of the most
beautiful and inspirational people I have never met. Her father was
online and I knew exactly what I was going to say...it was wonderful.
I will surely hold my own moment of silence today in honor of Brynn.
I laid back down for a couple of hours to a knock on my door, we
were planning on going to the market early in the morning and Elom
was packing the rest of her things so she could leave the house by 7
a.m. I began helping her and one of the bags I took sort of started
to fall apart and the handles broke off in my hand and a hole ripped
in the top, I guess that's what I get for helping. I made a little
sandwich and waited for Maureen. 7 o'clock rolled around and I was
wondering why she wasn't out and about and I asked Elom and she said
that Maureen had left earlier but didn't say where she was going.
This apparent miscommunication (although I can't make myself more
clear) is frustrating because I was planning on accompanying her and
just wanted to get out of the house, maybe she just needed her own
time but I just wish she would tell that to me (see comment from
previous posts about not wanting to disappoint anyone and risk doing
so by non-effective communication). She came back a while later,
said she knocked several times but I was awake around the same time
to see Elom off so we must have just missed one another. It doesn't
help that her knocks (in order of trying to be nice) are more like
scratches. Now i'm just having the cerevita (hot cereal) and coffee
and learning to take a back seat to myself and just reflecting on
more important things. I was able to see Zoe today and it totally
lifted my spirits. There were some comments about Brynn online today
and an absolutely beautiful video that helped me reflect on the
experience and brought with it a nice wave of emotion. It felt nice
to reconnect with that side of me but was bittersweet at the same
time. I made sure to tell those close to me that I loved them and
then I laid my weary little head to rest for a bit. I collected
myself and began preparing some food (not really, just making a
sandwich to tide me over for a little while). Maureen was back and
had been in the kitchen for a good portion of the rest of the
afternoon preparing all sorts of food items for the week. I was
watching Ghost Rider (super lame) because it was the only thing on tv
that was either on the correct station or wasn't a commercial for
something (daytime tv sucks already but it's maybe a little less than
desirable here) and eating some bean stew and fried rice and then
went back to my room. Maureen finished cleaning up (she didn't want
my help, I asked). She rested for a bit (i'll admit that I am
absolutely exhausted, mostly emotionally, and could very easily rest
too) and then we set off for the children's home. Many of the kids
were in their rooms when we got there but there were a handful of
kids playing soccer and some younger ones roaming around so we just
sat with Samira for a bit and played around with some of the kids and
enjoyed being with them. It started getting dark and we still had to
stop at ted junction to get a few things before we went home. We got
home and Maureen started marking some papers and I had some food and
laid down with my ipod playing The Sound and the Fury. Good night!
Continually inspired and continually living to inspire! Although I
think about her often, this day is especially dedicated to Brynn
Barton (Brynnstrong!)
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