Thursday, July 5, 2012

JULY newsletter!

We have lost Santi.....

                It will be a week tomorrow that Santi was taken by the Lord. ....and it's been a tough week for all of us.  Such a precious package with so much promise.  He was with us almost 5 months to the day and despite hospital care, drugs and all the love and prayer we could muster, we couldn't overcome the wasting of his little body to AIDS.

                 Our kids are not in tune to what we call "Haiti's culture of death", so we've been talking a lot to the kids. At times, it can seem everything dies here. He died on the changing table while Nadia was changing his diapers. I was very sick in bed and Momma had to pick up a guest at the airport.  Doretha, our guest is from Columbia, SC and has been a God-send through out this whole affair. So I got healed and sent Momma on her way, cause she desparately needed a break and she attended a 4th of July birthday party for her mom, who is 90! Then Doretha got sick and 4 other women arrived for a 2 day visit and were able to help.

                It's been a real heartbreaker.  As sick as he was, he always wanted to bump fists and he had a language all his own. He was fun to have and to hold........ All I can say is "Santi, we love you and we will be together again."

               


Progress marches on!

Fenan squaring up a window with the rough (primary) coat of mortar.

Mika plumbs up the rough coat on the front wall......finish coat begins tomorrow.
notice those new steel security windows and front door?

Here's the finish coat on the back wall, which is the chapel/classroom wall.


Yes, that is the beginnings of the second story exterior wall.

Second story floor (over classroom) done about 4 days ago.

This will be poured next week, which is some
 bedrooms over the entrance area of our home.

Kitchen is cleaning up quick and we will move in about the time
 Momma comes home, hopefully with some new appliances.




The way I feel

They say there is a reason,
They say that time will heal,
But neither time nor reason,
Will change the way I feel,

No-one knows the heartache,
That lies behind my smile,
No-one knows how many times,
I have broken down and cried,

I want to tell you something,
So there won't be any doubt,
You're so wonderful to think of,
But so hard to be without.

~Author Unknown

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