From December 29, 2018 On Friday morning, I was up at 3:50am to make coffee, walk Giles, and send the Journal. Around 4:20am, Walencia was back in my office. I tried to get her to go back to the cot, but was unsuccessful. I let her lay down on my couch and she feel asleep. I realized what was happening.…
From December 31, 2018 I pray that all our donors and Journal readers will receive an abundance of blessings in the New Year. May God richly bless each one of you, as you have richly blessed me, the staff, and the kids of the Santa Chiara Children’s Center. Please keep us in your prayers. Read Full Journal Here
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From December 22, 2018 On paper, it looks fairly simple: take a child to an appointment to a hospital specializing in infectious diseases and skin conditions. Yet in realty, such a simple task can illustrate the complexity of caring for 70 vulnerable children, 24 of whom are toddlers. On Thursday, the top item on our agenda was to take Naica…
From December 28, 2018 On Wednesday, Walencia gestured that she wanted some juice. She followed me up the back stairs to the second-floor apartment. Giles jumped all over us when we entered the wicker chair room. I gave Walencia a small cartoon of juice from atop the refrigerator. I had expected to go back downstairs, but she just smiled and…
From December 27, 2018 I arrived at the MC sisters at 6:20am. One of the sisters told me Mass would start at 7:00am. I decided to just sit in a corner and be still. My mind was still preoccupied with Fr. Rick. Christmas Day was quiet, except for the nose of the boys pulling toy cars and trucks around and…
From December 24, 2018 Sunday was busy with preparations for the Christmas celebration. Christmas carols filed the air. The kids were bursting with expectation. The supervisory staff were busy fine-tuning the schedule. Kids who had solo song performances were rehearsing. The last of the gifts were wrapped. Some older benches were being repaired and repainted. Read Full Journal Here
From December 25, 2018 On Christmas Eve night, it took some time to settle the kids down after all the excitement of Santa’s arrival, the gift opening, and the celebration of Baby’s birthday, I was tired and I began to question the wisdom of going to midnight Mass at the Missionaries of Charity. Even the dirt roads in our neighborhood…