In less than two weeks I will be waking up in America. In less than two weeks I will be moving back to the states, away from Haiti. This trip from the Port-au-Prince airport to Miami and then back into DFW airport is a one-way ticket. I’ve only spent two years in Haiti, a blink of an eye compared to those who have spent decades (yes, decadeS), but numbering days is just one way to measure time, and I think the most significant way I can measure these past two years is in friendships.
There are dozens of things about Haiti I will miss: fresh mangos outside the door, incredible sunrises and sunsets, avocados the size of your head, beautiful little girls in braids and ribbons smiling and waving to you (even though you are a complete stranger), awe-inspiring terrace farms lacing the mountains, the smell of rain washing away the dust and dirt, and the oh-so-satisfying sound of a mosquito being zapped by a bug-zapping racket.
But here are some pictures of the “things” I will miss the most...
and my favorite picture.....
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