It has been said that you can’t begin to understand another person’s experience until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes. And so we did. Carrying buckets of water.…
Sure, it was cute. That adorable little guy giggled with delight as he splashed me with water, and I dramatically played the victim of his little game. Sure, when…
Off to a rocky start when I realized my hiking boots didn’t make it into the car. Type two fun begins.#firstbigmistake But, with new reluctantly-puchased Jasper-priced shoes in my…
We drive through the deserted streets of Bethel, Nicaragua. They are potholed and rutted and they appear to serve more to delineate the rows of houses than to accommodate…
In the Guatemala highlands, this is what I see. I see Quechua mothers donning beautiful hand-embroidered blouses, bearing swaddled babies on their backs, and holding the hands of small…
I am so grateful to this project for giving me the opportunity to connect the worlds of so many wonderful people! Thanks to all the generous donors who contributed!…
It is said that 90% of communication is nonverbal. Nevertheless, with a when in Rome attitude, I ask our local translator the Mam word for Good Morning. There isn’t…
I have mostly fond memories of visiting the dentist as a child. My mom always took me for ice cream afterwards, I always, always, left with a shiny new ring,…
