I guess I'm not sure I can articulate what makes a Haitian hug so special, but maybe a picture is worth a thousand words. There's something amazing about kids being so excited to see you, being so eager to have you love them even when they've known you for less than two days. When we'd drive up to the school, the kids would start singing the song that Pastor Bruce had sung to them-- "We Love You"-- at the top of their lungs. And then they'd sing it again-- every time they saw us.
I feel special here when people smile at me and say "hello." But that kind of pales in comparison to those Haitian hugs.
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