Cambodia, a place I now call home, and a place my heart aches for. So now I sit here crying wishing I could go back and hold the kids, tell them that I love them, tell them that they are important. I wish they knew how much I think, talk, and dream about them. I sit here in this big, roomy house and imagining it filled with those kids that I made such tight connections with. This thought makes me smile, it also makes me want to make that image a reality. My room feels so full of things I could give them. I want to give them everything. While I was in Cambodia I noticed that even though the kids had so little they wanted to give me everything. And I cherish those things that they insisted I keep! I find a way to connect everything and anything to the kids.
Last week I got the best phone call of my life. Lisa Marie had the kids call me and hearing their voices made a waves of wonderful memories flow through my head. The phone call consisted of many I love yous, followed by tons of I miss yous, and then a "when you come back?" Not knowing when I will be back breaks my heart in half. But I managed to get the words "I will come back soon," out of my mouth. Thank you Lisa Marie for letting me have the chance to talk to them and well meet them in the first place. You've changed my life.
<3Gena
