This is the fourth day of our trip and my heart is heavy.

Looking into their eyes, I see my sister or nephew, but more importantly, I see them. I see them for the beautiful people they are. They are so willing to give so much, as they lean their head on my lap and I move the hair out of their faces with a deep longing inside of me to be able to be there for them forever.

I don’t want to change them, I don’t want to make them better, I want to nurture the amazing creatures that they already are, and allow what is already inside of them to grow. I want the joy, love and zest for life to continue. They have a wealth of knowledge to teach me and I wish that I could be here to learn more.

My gratitude for every child I have interacted with is overflowing; it comes out in tears on the bus ride home.

Join the discussion No Comments

  • Bella, what a beautiful ode to the kids in Panama. My favorite part: “I don’t want to change them, I don’t want to make them better, I want to nurture the amazing creatures that they already are, and allow what is already inside of them to grow. I want the joy, love and zest for life to continue. They have a wealth of knowledge to teach me and I wish that I could be here to learn more.”

Leave a Reply