There is always this weird feeling when I’m here. A feeling of not wanting to leave Haiti or my kids, and at the same time a feeling of wanting to get home to my kids in Texas. It is for sure bitter sweet. I want to never leave Amos and Story, but in the same breath I miss Cayden and Deacon so much.

I’ve fallen in love with the way that Story plays with her hair when she’s falling asleep. I love the way that Amos absolutely adores his papa.

But I also am so ready to see my boys at home.

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