Missing Romania

Within the first week of being home I had a dream about Romania. I hardly remember my dreams so that was very unusual. This was a dream that felt so real. I was back in Romania with my kids. I could feel them in my arms. The orphanage was different but it still felt the same. The best part of the dream is my mom was there. She was with me and I was showing her what I had been doing the past three months. It felt so real. I was so sad when I woke up. I was even crying.

I won't ever forget the experiences I had with the children I worked with. Their sweet faces, precious smiles, gorgeous eyes, cute laughter, sweet voices, and their memories. "You'll be with me like a hand print on my heart"

They will all be forever in my heart. Because I knew you I have been changed for good.