One of My Favorite People

Port is crazy crowded.
Houses, cars and people overlap.
Long before the earthquake I said, Haiti has no room for weakness.
Everyone is in survival mode.
While living in survival mode, there is no room for a handicapped child.
They are often left to die in the trash.
Sad to say, I have met many children who have been thrown away.
Haitians are very superstitious causing them to be fearful of children like this.
I have watched many Americans so overwhelmed with emotion they can not play with these children.
I am not sure why?
It seems to me they are just trapped in a broken body.
They are one of my favorite stops when I have time to visit.
Over the years, I have learned many things about myself on these visits.
I too have found myself in tears, knowing that a child in a broken body can remember my name and can say, I love you.