When I arrive in El Salvador in less than four hours will I be sad, grateful or happy? Sad because of what I will see? Grateful for my birth in Middle Class America or happy to know what luxuries I will get to come home to next week?
Abby’s condition continues to rapidly decline but I have been enjoying every second I spend with her. The way she looks at me just melts my heart and I want to reach out to her and tell her she will be okay, its okay but I can’t.