seem a little crazy to write a post about the day he returned from Nairobi, without telling what I did in Nairobi, but I can not wait, it was a dream, it was magic, was a of the best times of my life.
I promise that I will speak of Nairobi, for all there time in this life.
Nairobi yesterday came about half past seven in the evening, at that time of day that people from the orphanage said it was dangerous to be in the street, although I still find myself Venezuela more dangerous- at that time that the orphanage children are finishing dinner and getting ready to do homework, then, at that moment.
When I saw the orphanage Sheilla far away, inside the house, reading a poster of those that hang on the wall ... and a tendency to whisper scream pronounce his name as I hid behind the plants that adorn the facade of the building ... I heard running.
kept walking toward the kitchen where I supposed, by the time-should be the most children, and it was.
When they saw me they started running towards me to greet me with a hug.
was a magical moment, a moment of pure love, enthusiasm, gratitude, much more than mere feelings.
He was one of the best moments of my life, those who hope never never forget. I hope to always remember, as now, almost in tears, his heart tightened, raised with love to a thousand.
mietras Sheilla hugged and kissed me a third time, Collins came up to me to tell me that they were now either because I was back.
"Thank you Aunty"
I do not think I will live to tell
Thanks!
They gave me a lot more than you can imagine
And I'm very much in love.
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