My friend Kelly was in Haiti for a few weeks, and she spent time going to different workers houses to assess the needs at each. She invited me to come along and I was super excited to go. We had almost arrived at the first house when the nanny with us said something about a house and Soeur Violette. You have to understand how much I love Sr. Violette. I LOVE her. She and another nanny literally saved my son's life. She has encouraged me every step of the way on this mommy journey I'm on. Violette agreed to come stay at my house when I was gone so that my son could sleep in his bed every night. I love her. I can't say it enough.
So when Madame Gaston said something about Sr. Vio and her house blahblahblah, I insisted we stop the car. My confused friend driving the car stopped, I jumped out, ran ACROSS the road, walked up to the woman you see in the background of this picture, and began explaining that I work with Sr. Violette at the orphanage, and I love her so much, and thank you so much for sharing her with me to take care of my son while I'm gone, and on I gushed, the whole time thinking this was her sister that she lives with. I hugged the woman, said many thank yous, ran back across the street, got in the car, and was over the top excited to have met Sr. Vio's sister and niece. Only that wasn't her sister, or her niece. Everyone in the car was so shocked at what I'd done, and Mme. Gaston just kept trying to explain my mistake, but it still took a long time for me to figure this out. So I guess I can be accused of a drive-by hugging. It turns out this was Sr. Violette's sister-IN-law, she does not live in this house, and her being at my house had absolutely NO bearing on this woman or this girl. Wow.
Thanks Kelly, for the bust my face off laugh this photo and caption provided.
1 comment:
Oh boy. I thought I was the only one who did that kind of thing!
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