A Note about a Very Haitian Day

Friends, I did not write about my day yesterday to make you think, "Wow, Angie is amazing.  She's really enduring a lot there in Haiti."
I realized that after reading my blog, that may be a response some of you have.  However, I have to say, that throughout the entire day, whenever I would start to get frustrated, or my back was aching from holding Samy for so long, or the diaper bag ended up in a puddle because the rain was now making rivers under the tent, I would try to stop and think that for me, this was one day.  One day to experience what so many people the world over experience for a lifetime.  Waiting all day to never see a doctor, desperately wanting someone to make your child better, needing so badly to do something so basic as use a bathroom, only to not understand that it isn't 'normal' to not have one navailable for you to use.  I tried so hard yesterday to not be irritated about those things, but to embrace them as so many women do here day in and day out.  I am thankful for that experience, if for no other reason, than for a day, I experienced what it is to walk a very short mile in a Haitian woman's shoes.  I know that I did not handle it with the grace and dignity that I see displayed by women all around me.  I can only thank God for the experience, and pray that next time, I will be just a bit more gracious and kind in the middle of a day like that.