From October 6, 2020 On Sunday, the unabated fierce rain kept me inside all day. I had intended to attend the Divine Liturgy at Ss. Cyril and Methodius Byzantine Catholic Church but visibility was so low, the rain so hard, I just felt like hunkering down in the apartment.
From October 5, 2020 The rain continued through yesterday. Streets in Ocean Village looked like rivers and parking lots look like lakes.
From October 4, 2020 I arrived in Florida more exhausted than usual. During the three weeks I spent in Haiti, I often found I was pushing myself through each day. The mounting problems, the constant threat of violence, the tumbling economy, our credit card debt worked together to press me down.
From October 3, 2020 On Thursday, Patrick drove Isidore to his new home.
From October 2, 2020 During the first few months at Santa Chiara back in 2015, I came across a staggering list of statistics that dramatically illustrated the depth and width of extreme poverty in Haiti which I shared in monthly reports that morphed into the Journal.
From October 1, 2020 Some months ago, when I truly felt Santa Chiara was not going to survive because of our deep credit card debt, decreased donations in 2020, and the rising prices of virtually everything in Haiti, not to mention the increase in violence, I began exploring the possibility of moving to ten to twenty of our kids to…
From September 30, 2020 Because the flight to Florida was in the early afternoon, I had more hours inside Santa Chiara before the normal rush to the airport. I was up at 4:00am. I did not need to be. Was it better to sleep or try to relax? I picked relax.
From September 29, 2020 Yesterday marked the return of two girls (sisters) who were among the first to join our community of the weak. Lovna and Christella left nearly a year ago when their mother, who is on our staff, withdrew because of a conflict over their schooling.