Today in both the orphanage and the hospital I had one of those moments where everything is perfect – I am completely happy and content with where I am at, and I know why I am here. In the orphanage, it was sitting there with V on my lap reading a book to him – he normally doesn’t pay attention to anything or engage in social interactions for any longer than 20 seconds. With my other hand, I was helping G learn the colors on the train blocks. Then in the hospital, it was picking Jacob up and holding him as he just rested on my shoulder and held tightly to my scrubs. Those moments didn’t last long because V got distracted by the door, got up and started playing with the handle and G started putting toys in his mouth again because he knows he isn’t allowed. Even if they were short lived, the moments were worth it.
A few of the other girls have had different kids every single day. We have only had about 5 kids on our floor this past month because they have stayed for weeks at a time. It's great because we get to work with the kids for a long period of time and really get to know them. At the same time, it makes it that much harder when they leave.
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