- this is a tale of striking out alone - learning to dance with fear, to march barefoot and bold, and to trade comfort for wild and brutal dreaming and living. It's about wishing and hoping, longing and trying, and whatever I choose to write about in between. It's about social justice and the struggle between marveling at the beauty of life and opening my eyes to hell.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
this darling is 4 kilos and 1 1/2 years old
spent one day in Peds and then we referred him to the malnutrition
center - it is amazing to be able to refer them there now - to know at
least that they have a fighting chance instead of disappearing back into