I have to admit that when the Love Without Boundaries’ Board of Directors first decided to expand our work outside the borders of China, another location in Asia seemed like a natural progression. Same continent, right? (Despite every country being completely unique, of course.) But exactly where in Asia was the biggest question we faced, which I spent months carefully researching. Last week I found myself walking barefoot down a muddy road to one of several rural villages in Cambodia, where the hundreds of children I met there completely stole my heart.
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I hope you have enjoyed getting to know the children from Karukoba village in Uganda a bit more, although I am sure you are like me in finding it difficult to know they are facing so many challenges. You might also be thinking that you are happy this blog series is now done, since I know I write far too much each time. (Hence my difficulty with Twitter!)
On my final night in the village, I asked some of the local people why they feel the region has remained in a cycle of poverty. Read more.
Have you had a drink of water yet today? Or how about a long shower? Did you even give it a second thought as you turned on the tap and watched the H2O pour out? I will admit with great remorse that before my trip to Africa, I absolutely took water for granted. If you take nothing else away from this short blog series, I hope you will give a prayer of thanks tonight for the abundance of available water with which most of us are blessed.
From the first moment I drove into Uganda, there was one constant sight no matter where you looked – yellow plastic jugs called jerry cans. You don’t go anywhere without one, as they hold the one thing our bodies need the most: WATER. Read more.
Yesterday I wrote Part One of a blog series on my recent trip to Uganda, and today I would like to share a bit about how I found myself standing on a remote hilltop in Karukoba village in the first place.
It all came down to honeybees.
As the LWB Board began discussing where we would take our programs to help more children, we began to clearly see that while we understand the complexities of working in China backwards and forwards, we had a lot to learn about orphan and vulnerable child programs in other countries. And every individual country of course has its own needs, challenges and laws in place, so I had a whole lot of research to do. Read more.
Several weeks ago, I shared the exciting news that LWB has decided to “live up to our name” and help orphaned and impoverished children beyond the boundaries of China. Over the next few days, I want to tell you about my August trip to Uganda.
In particular, I want to introduce you to the children from a village in the far southwest corner of the country, a stone’s throw from Rwanda, because I know they will touch your heart the way they have completely stolen mine. Read more.
Yesterday, LWB volunteer Nick Donovan shared his thoughts in a blog about why he decided to join our Cleft Medical Exchange and his initial impressions. Here is part two of his blog in which Nick witnesses his first cleft surgery:
As I entered the operating floor, I found myself content, focused, and composed. I had been here before. Knowing the patient’s perspective, I was anxious to see how the medical team approached days like this: eight surgeries were on the schedule. I quickly changed into scrubs and threw on a surgical cap. I grabbed my face mask, and a mirror caught the corner of my eye. It took me three minutes to tie the mask on as I lost myself in the reflection. I was out of my comfort zone; I was now one of the masks.
After months of planning and anticipation and one crazy week jam-packed with surgeries, the 2016 Cleft Medical Exchange has concluded. The travelers have all arrived home safely, and I am sure the hospital is happy to have things back to normal as well. Read more.
Saturday morning our team headed to the hospital to make our final rounds on the children and to say goodbye to the wonderful Chinese team we had worked with all week. Real friendships are formed in both the OR and on the ward, and it was hard to say those final farewells, not knowing when, if ever, we would meet in person again.
Friday in Kaifeng was bittersweet, knowing that it was the final day of surgeries and that the trip was soon coming to a close. We began the day with lots of discharges, and while we were sad to see our little patients go, we are sure the children were ready to leave the hospital! To each of them, we send our warmest thoughts and wishes for a beautiful future.