Three...the number of days we have left in Choma. It is strange to think that we will be leaving our Zambian home too. It's a strange mix of emotions as we pack, say goodbye to friends and wrap up our work at World Hope International Zambia.
Yesterday, we spent a lot of the afternoon at the orphanage. We know our time with them is coming to a close for a little while. The boys had freshly shaved heads and the girls were getting their hair "planted" in preparation for the World AIDS Day event they were singing at this morning.
Jon spent some time taking video, photos and hanging out with some of the boys. I sat by Auntie Betty for most of the time, holding children as they would come over to play and talk. After I had taken Ruth inside for her bath, I heard Lushomo crying at the front of the house. I went around, picked her up and we were buddies for the rest of the afternoon. We sat on the swing for a while, she would climb up on the bars, hold on, lean back and say "Auntie Ellen, watch this!" She would climb down, lay her head in my lap and stretch her tiny legs out across the seat and just relax. She is smiling so much more the past few weeks as she adjusts to life in House 2. She is the newest family member there and is starting to love her new family and you can tell her new family loves her.
So, three more days. It just doesn't seem like it's enough when I think about the friends and children we will have to say goodbye to.
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