Because we had no idea how well the kids would travel, we really wanted our friend Ruth to come home with us. Selfishly, I knew that I was really going to struggle with leaving Kenya, and as Ruth has become my best friend, it was also appealing to at least not have that good-bye to deal with as well. However, we were so tight financially from Jeromy's months without pay, that there was no way we could do it. Ruth is a missionary..so that goes without further explanation. So, much like God does, he touched a heart and that heart reached out to people she didn't even know. Ruth's ticket was paid for by a bunch of anonymous givers. Just yesterday, I was cleaning Jeromy's office (no small task), and I came across an envelope. Apparently, someone had taken a photo of every check and dollar donation that came in. I was in tears and the love flowed over my heart. I guess that sounds silly, but when you are a mother, you lose touch with people so fast. It was nice to remember how loved we are.
The transition home was filled with so many conflicting emotions. We were so glad to be on US soil, yet somewhere in the past year, we had planted some deep roots in Kenya. It was like we were leaving home for a very long time...
Here are the pics from Ruth's first visit to Washington DC.
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Thanks so much for the update!! I always love reading about you guys! Im not sure if you heard, but Kenya is no longer doing i800 cases. We got pushed out. We are now changing agencies and countries to AWAA and Rwanda. We are hoping for 2 children!
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