Tuesday

It is about noon and in a couple of hours I will head to the airport. I have packed and my biggest issue now is with a vase that I bought that I will try to take as a carry-on. It was too pretty not to get...it is purple. My stomach is somewhat upset but it may be from my nerves. We fly out of Honduras at 5p and then to El Salvador and then to Washington DC and will arrive there around midnight. Then we do not catch flight to Columbus until tomorrow morning early. Never been through customs in DC before but at midnight it should not be too busy. And after all we have plenty of time if there are any problems. Then Lisa will take off work and pick us up at airport and take me to my truck and will begin the two hour drive to home. Home is such a comforting word and it beckons me. The children here at Casa are making this their home and I pray that they find the safety and comfort here that they so desperately need. I was sad last night and while I will cry at airport at final good bye, I am not so tearful today, just ready to get the trip home behind me. Breakfast this morning was fresh watermelon and pineapple, a perfect breakfast. The weather is cool with sun breaking through and at times some sprinkles. I was afraid that Karen could not go to airport with me but Marc and Terri told her and Dorian to go. I think they are worried about the kids but they will be fine. It is the adults that should be concerned about. (just kidding) the children are behaving well this am and life is good. Little Antonio came to the apartment this morning to ask grandma nita to go and play with him. Karen denies it but I still think she put him up to it. Maryuri is even more loving today and quite cuddly. Played some tic tac toe with Rudy and it is so neat to see him smile. This boy at times still places his hand over nose as if sniffing glue at times from habit. He is so precious but difficult to reach. So this will be the last post from Honduras but I will add more later...