Physically, dealing with unbearable heat. Mentally, spending 12 hour days with babies who scream all the time, and there is no consoling them. (They want their mom's constant attention, no one else's)
Overwhelmed doesn't do justice to how I feel.
R (the mom) and I went to church yesterday morning. I walk in the place, and the tears start right away. With everything that has happened in my life the past few weeks, I feel like my brain is overloaded and I'm always on the verge of tears. I guess church is a safe place to cry. :)
A couple days ago we were told that the city had shut off the water. (Meaning no more showers) Honduras had been in a drought for a couple months, and they didn't have anymore water. Inside I'm screaming nooooo!!! There is nothing I look forward to more after 90+ degree temps all day, then a cold shower. (Yep, only cold water here. Not freezing cold, but coldish.)
I just started praying for God to send the rain. Not just for my sake, but for the whole city. They need rain more than I do.
Not more than a couple hours later, here came the rain. You can't imagine the joy I had!! #1 being that God answered my prayer, and #2 now I can take a shower.
It only rained about 20 minutes, but the next day, it rained for hours!
|The kids loved the rain!|
There is no running here because of the heat/humidity, and also I would probably die if I ran on the road. The drivers are a little crazy, and it would be deadly for sure. Also, with Honduras being the most dangerous country in the world, it's not safe for women to be alone. A woman by herself is a huge target to be robbed and worse.
They tell me the town I'm in is safe though. Well, safer anyway. I do feel very safe here.
We took 2 of the babies to physical therapy and seeing this equipment made me want to jump on and start working out.
Until I realized...no ac in here either. Surely people don't work out in this heat. Maybe they turn on that unit (near the ceiling) when someone comes in.
For all the Mothers here who seem to have no Motherly instincts, this lady brought tears to my eyes. It was at therapy, and her son has cerebral palsy. Do you know, I NEVER saw her without a smile on her face. The whole time, she was smiling. It was obvious how much she loved him. Most mothers here would've abandoned him, but she didn't.
In the midst of my struggles, I'm seeing that I don't have it near as bad as these people do. This is their life. Every single day. Me, I have 9 days left then I can go back to my normal life. I can go back to my a/c, my hot showers, my soft bed, my coffee, my diet pepsi. I have an end in sight.I feel like I do when I'm running a marathon. Instead of counting down the miles, I'm counting down the days. But when it's over, when I cross the finish line, I know it was all worth it. Every single step.