Today was the most amazing day. I met my girls today.

We left our very nice volunteer house and drove approximately 30 minutes to get to St. Monica’s. It is amazing how the city changed as we got closer to our destination.

There was more traffic on the sidewalks. Rows of small tin stores lined the streets. I remember seeing birds scavenging off piles of trash on the side of the road, and as we drove closer, it just got dirtier. And soon enough, we arrived.

I was so nervous as we pulled into the driveway.

The girls were staring at us through the glass. I wonder what they were thinking as Juli and I drove up. They all said a polite, “how are you,” and shook our hands. They welcomed us with a beautiful song. One of the house mothers, Asenta, showed us around the house. Slowly the girls started to follow behind us.

It only took minutes before I pulled out a piece of chalk and they were teaching me a Kenyan version of hopscotch. Before I knew it, they were holding my hands and braiding Juli’s hair. It was magical.

More games were played. Songs were sung, while dancing in a circle. And so many laughs were heard. I had a wonderful time.

Click To ListenOnly an hour passed and from that point forward, I was never left alone. There were always three girls around me, grabbing my arms to put around their shoulders, or grabbing my hands to hold them. It was as if I had known them their whole life. The sparkle in their eyes is so bright, and each one is special in their own way.

I will write about each of them later. Pictures will be taken and you will see what I am talking about.

While they were saying their evening prayer, reality hit me and I became emotionally overwhelmed. They have no parents. They are all orphans – true orphans by definition. And I started to cry.

They are all so beautiful an they have big dreams for themselves. One wants to be a heart doctor, one a pilot, and another a lawyer. Big dreams for such tiny little girls. I hope I can see them reach those goals. It won’t take much.

I hope you will help me.

[transcribed from a voice mail message. This was hard for her to deliver. To get the full emotion, click the listen here icon or click here]