Yesterday was another great day, surprise surprise. I was on the medical crew again and had the chance to go to a new colony. I walked up to a home with Reagan and Courtney to do the tests on a man who was too weak to walk down to the small comunity center with the rest. When we walked through the gate I saw an old man and an old woman sitting on the cement ground, and one of the most beatiful Indian women I have ever seen. She told us she was the mother of Gracie and Theresa, two little girls at the school. I was elated! They are both in the family that I spend time with. I love those two girls. I took pictures with the three of them and later, durring homework time, I showed the sisters the picture of me with their mother and grandparents. Their faces lit up with excitment and showed all the other girls. I can't imagine how hard it would be to not see your mother for so long. These children have such an advantage being able to attend this school but it breaks my heart that they don't have their families near. That is why it is so easy for me to love them, they need to hear it and feel it every day. They deserve the world.

After our medical adventure I wasn't feeling great. A lot of the volenteers have been sick and I was so affraid I was going to join them in their misery. After a nap and a dinner of almonds and red rice, I hunkered down with the group to watch Slumdog Millionaire. I woke up this morning feeling like a million bucks!

I've decided that I am grateful for pain. Without pain we would not have the need for change, and without change we would all be BORING.