8 Years of Haiti
Today, November 9th marks eight years since I first stepped foot in Haiti. These last 8 years have felt like a lifetime and have flow by all at the same time. Happy Haiti-versary!
Emergency Relief For Haiti
Many thousands of people from our village of 200,000 have left their homes and are holding out in surrounding villages. Including several hundred across the Latibonet river in the Chevry and Boukan Kare areas. Most have no real shelter, little food, scarce drinking water, and only the clothes on their backs…
A Tree Side Conversation With Myself
My only fear was that I would get to Haiti and I wouldn’t love the Haitian people enough to make a difference. I was afraid that there was no room in my heart to love that much. Or that I would lack the grace to adapt to their Afro-French culture.
Silly? Maybe. But it’s true. I was a mess. There under the tree crying and wondering what I’d gotten myself into.
Looking back I don’t regret that my only fear was not being able to love enough. After all, I will never regret not wanting to be in a country if I couldn’t love the locals. I don't believe anyone should be somewhere where they can't love the people around them.
Somewhere In Haiti (a poem)
Written out of a place of sadness and longing after fleeing the troubling situation in Haiti September