Remembering

I spent last weekend reading other blogs & news articles, remembering what it was like after Haiti's January earthquake, and crying.  In some ways, the pain still feels so fresh.  I remember - not just in my mind, but with my body - how it felt to desperately ache for news of G.... how it felt to know the suffering others were enduring.

G has been looking back too.  For the past three days, he's asked me "airplane Mama" - he wants to see the photo I have of him on the airplane from Port-au-Prince, and the photos from our first days together as a family.

So much has changed for us.

So much has not changed for people living in Haiti.  I hope we're all continuing to pray for them.