Rhythms of Life Here

Some rhythms of life I've grown to love while on mission in Haiti: Team breakfast with last minute coordination for day. Pour filtered water in our water containers. Open garage gate and leave a puff of dust behind. Honks all the way. Pass Ladies carrying multiple flats of fresh eggs on top of their head. Motorcycles passing inches away. Cheek kisses as greetings from our ladies. Grins, knitting successes and multiple uses of "wi". Sharing Bible story thoughts. Cheek kisses goodbye. Honks. Dust & rubble roads. Open gate. Unload, and plop near fan. Gulp filtered water. Plan and prep for day. Delicious fresh meal from Christine. Silly talk. Dishes -- with a splash of bleach in rinse water. Fill up chilled water jug, add bucket of water to filter contraption. A perfect cold shower. Slide cup with rock over drain so unexpected visitors do not emerge. Rest in room with fan. The breath and barks of beloved guard dogs right outside my window (I am grateful). Roosters unable to observe time. Sleep anyway....sort of. ( repeat) ~~Ter