Dear Keerthana (*keer-ta-na) - how do I begin to tell people in the States about you?
I could begin with telling them about how you were boldly one of the first to approach us to play (you even beat most of the boys).
Or I could tell them how you were quick to show affection with hugs and hand-holding even though us Westerners were new to you.
Or, perhaps I could tell them how your family has suffered tremendously over the past several years in a house that was barely a shelter. Your mom, Mary, told us how the rains would pour in on you and as a family you would huddle under a cloth or umbrella to try and stay dry.
I could tell them about your quick smile or your willingness to try any of the crazy games I threw your way.
Or maybe I could just tell them how you rarely left my side or my arms during our final days in Koti.
Keerthana, I continue to pray for you and your family as often as I think of you, and I'm glad my friends were able to visit you this week. I am sure you welcomed them with the same love and joy as you welcomed us.
I hope the Lord brings us together again soon,
With love,
La-la-la-Liz
Or I could tell them how you were quick to show affection with hugs and hand-holding even though us Westerners were new to you.
Or, perhaps I could tell them how your family has suffered tremendously over the past several years in a house that was barely a shelter. Your mom, Mary, told us how the rains would pour in on you and as a family you would huddle under a cloth or umbrella to try and stay dry.
I could tell them about your quick smile or your willingness to try any of the crazy games I threw your way.
Or maybe I could just tell them how you rarely left my side or my arms during our final days in Koti.
Keerthana, I continue to pray for you and your family as often as I think of you, and I'm glad my friends were able to visit you this week. I am sure you welcomed them with the same love and joy as you welcomed us.
I hope the Lord brings us together again soon,
With love,
La-la-la-Liz
