From October 17, 2022
October 16, 2022 at 6:12am in Haiti. Whether I’m in my island home off the coast of central Florida or in my home in the slums of Haiti, it is the wonder of creation that speaks to me. The beauty of creation is all around us. When I am down, I need only to look up at the endless variation of the clouds to get lost in the awe and mystery of God.
From October 16, 2022
I wrote earlier that four girls acted inappropriately and I had to punish them. I hated it. None of those girls were named Walencia, whom I gave the nickname Wally many years ago. Yesterday, Wally handed me a folded piece of white paper. As I unfolded it, she disappeared. Her is her letter, which I have not edited or altered the spelling mistakes.
From October 15, 2022
Steph’s grandma came to visit me on Friday morning. To be honest I wasn’t up for a visit. Steph and grandma sat on the small couch in the living/dining room not to disturb me. When I finished what I was doing, I sat with them. Grandma’s inviting smile forced a smile from me but it did little to chase away my sense of gloom.