The last couple of days we have been working really hard to finish profiling the children and working through home visits. We spend all of Friday having the 5-8 year olds draw pictures for us so that we can get to know them better. We did a few more home visits of sponsored kids, which is bitter sweet because it feels good to let them know their child is sponsored and yet, the impact is not quite felt by them yet…. Machuma the little 2 year old that everyone back home is just enamoured with has a sponsor and her great grandmother was the only one that did the happy dance over sponsorship. Which was super cool. But her great grandmother is a super cool lady, I just really adore her. These families are so in need that I just can’t put in words how much the help makes a difference. And yet in their very basic simple lives they would go on even without us. It’s all so confusing and so emotionally challenging.
As of today, I think we are just feeling really beat down and drained. Kendall has gotten sick and it has taken a toll on her. We had to make a decision as to how much longer we can stay here in the village. As much as we are doing good for these kids it’s really hard to go to bed at night, your head is spinning with all the images, stories and just having to deal with the basics of living. And we have it pretty good here in the house as Pamela and Francis have more than then the villagers so we at least have some things like a bed, blankets, our water heated for a cup and bowl bath, we even have a good lunch and dinner. It’s not by any stretch of the means a meal like at home but it is more than just a bowl of ugali like most of these kids eat in their huts. But that makes this harder. Coming here, we feel so guilty for what we do have so we reach out to help, then being in this home compared to how the kids live in the village our mentality changes again and the guilt is worse over just having the bare essentials here when almost all of the village families live with so much less. That you just don’t know where it ends. You don’t know how much more you can fix, how much more you can see, or take in.
Today even though Kendall was sick, we made the crazy ride to Eldoret. Doing anything here takes HOURS! waiting, waiting some more, driving, stopping, driving, stopping, waiting. No one has an agenda or a plan. We just know we are going to Eldoret and you sit in the matatu and want to lose your mind. Kendall says she is done with this entire continent. hahaha. We decided to put a hold on finishing home visits and pictures and just really do something for the village kids that don’t have the benefit of coming to the orphange. We declared our own real “Rebirth a Village Day” so our trip to Eldoret was to get as many shoes as we can to be able to just hand out to random kids, soccer balls to some of the families with a lot of kids, and medicine for kids with fungal skin infections. We also got shoes for all 14 kids in our 14 kids and counting family, we bought enough hydrogen peroxide for the boy with jiggas and his family that hopefully he can cure this infestation in his house. We just went out and expanded our help over and beyond the kids in this orphange and really want to reach out to the kids that don’t have even the ability to come here for a meal everyday. It was the only way we felt we could balance the scales from Canada, to the orphange to the rest of the village. And for sure, in the end, we feel like we did something good, I know that more so, we will feel like we could never do enough to make anything good. Stay tuned as I update on village Day!
Here are some of the links to our village day purchases..
And some home visit photos. Sponsoring a child is the most rewarding thing, to hand them gifts directly and to know there is hope for THIS ONE CHILD is the honest meaning of what love really is, I hope these photos inspire you to sponsor a child of your own. I have many many many children that all need a chance.