Thanksgiving

I wasn't expecting to get any kind of Thanksgiving celebration in Haiti, since - surprise surprise - Haiti does not celebrate this American holiday. So it was a lovely shock when Dr. Bernard dropped by the orphanage on Wednesday and said, "Oh, by the way, you're coming up to my house for Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow." As it turned out there were some mechanical failures in the kitchen, which postponed the dinner until Friday night, but it happened eventually. And the food was amazing, we had everything; turkey, mashed potatoes, corn, green beans, gravy, stuffing, cranberry sauce, even pumpkin pie. I ate a ridiculous amount of food and was very happy. And an added bonus, Dr. Bernard graciously invited us to stay for the weekend, so I've gotten a much needed break. His house is up in the mountains above Port-au-Prince, so it's much cooler (I've been wearing a sweater and scarf all weekend!), and also much quieter. I've been spending time reading, playing with the babies and toddlers at the infant's orphanage next door, and sitting on the roof looking out at the amazing view, just being quiet and still. It's been a pretty stressful past three weeks, but I didn't realize how worn out I was until I got the chance to rest. So thank God for knowing what I need better than I do. And for letting me rest in a place where I can spend my whole day just holding babies if I want to. :p
Life is good.

Love, Cecelia