Last night I was talking with my Aunt Donna. She’s always been one of my favorite people. For much of my childhood she lived on a series of sail boats in Mission Bay, San Diego, and I loved spending summers there. I used to get sea sick, but I might be able to sail because of her.
She’s retired from nursing now, living in Fresno, caring for my Grandma (another one of my favorite people).
After the earthquake in Haiti, she told us she was going to travel down there with a group of doctors. She did, and when she returned, told us about the devastation, and how wonderful the people were, and that she intended to go back.
It’s several months later now, and she’s returned to Haiti multiple times. Last night, as she was telling us about her latest trip, she mentioned that we could see photos on her website. “What website?”
"My website, Haiti-orphanage.org”.
Now I’ve been to her website, and read every word. It’s a little bit hard to read. It takes me out of my warm home, away from my family, and makes me question the things I take for granted. I’m not sure what I’m going to do about it yet, but as for you, I’d encourage you to go to her website, read her story, and make a donation. As you can see, she’s doing good stuff with the money.
You can donate here.