Thinking about good times with my new Nicaragua family
We have two weeks left before we’re back in the States. It seems impossible that two and a half months are gone; I’m so accustomed to life here now. I feel as though I could stay much longer. We have our daily routines, our nicknames for each other and the people here, all the banter, and birthday parties for each other and the kids. We know the restaurant owners, the taxi drivers, and the people in our neighborhood. It’s home now.
The past few weeks have been filled with strengthening relationships with the children, staff, and each other. We get along with the...