Today as Karen, Amanda, Katy and I were playing a fierce
card game called Stomach with the kids we were congratulating Nomfundo on her
upcoming wedding. She replied, “It’s
coming. Don’t worry ladies. Your time will come too.” I love how my little orphan - whom I’ve known
since she was a young girl - is reminding me how far behind I am in the love
category…But I couldn’t be happier for her and I am thrilled that they postponed
the wedding so that we will be able to attend when we return to Swaziland in
November! Our eldest kiddos is now all grown up!!
It was amazing running into Bheki, phoning all of our
partners, and seeing the children again. But it’s
hard to hear of tragedies that occurred while we were gone. Mazwi, Samkelo and Pilo buried not only their
sister (of which we were aware) but also their grandmother and their
grandfather earlier this month. They are
now entirely alone. Sizo said that a
prophet (traditional healer) has prayed over his neck tumor resulting in a tumor that has shrunk and
is no longer painful. I am hoping that
this is really an actual miracle rather than something that is going to cause
further health complications from refusing the surgery that the doctors
ordered. But otherwise the Msibis and Maziya's are doing well. We've even hired Samkelo to build our shelving in our children's library!
The internet isn’t working well and I don’t have much time but I
just wanted to let you know that we are all here, safe, and happy. I LOVE introducing new people to our GHFP
kids. There wasn’t a dry eye in the room
when Sizo recited a poem tonight about his life prior to versus after our
support. What sweet children… more
tomorrow, I promise.
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