Loving Them
I'm writing another blog post. And I realized, this is the first one of 2025, and I'm not even in Bolivia. I've actually been back in the states since the end of April. So about four and a half months. But this post isn't about the journey of re-entry that I'm on. It's actually a text message that I sent one of my best friends on one my last days at Familia Feliz, and I thought I'd share it. So, completely raw and unedited, here it goes. "I’m realizing what it is that makes taking care of older girls so hard. Most of the struggle is not outright misbehavior. It’s a struggle with emotions. Every one of these girls is so broken and fragile. And sometimes, you do something that you think is totally normal, but they get hurt by it. And they might never tell you. And rather than talking to you, because they don’t expect any change because no one in their lives has loved them in a healthy enough way that they’re willing to apologize and be better, t...
