Live with PASSION

DAY 1   I left   on a snowy Friday evening ,  Jan 29. Two layovers and an overnight in an airport hotel later, I arrived in Guatemala City. I was a teeny bit concerned that my checked bag full of donations including vitamins and OTC meds-and my OR scrubs and shoes-might not make it through customs, but I think the custom's official just wanted me to go away! She took my declaration page, never looked at it, and pointed to the exit sign. I wanted to use my new language and thank her but my version of “Gracias” might sound more like “Grassy ass” sooo… I nodded, took my win and my bag and  looked for some fair-skinned folk speaking English outside.           help?                                                                                  ...

​ true story..  the first night in Guatemala, I fell asleep trying to figure out why Blog would not open or respond on the iPad.  Glasses were on and headlamp in hand. End of story. 🤓-😴    ..I REALLY   did  want to share.  I woke up the following morning 4:30--glasses askew and headlamp somewhere under the covers. I glared at this high-tech device with furled eyebrows. Y'all know Apple thought we needed an update recently... A MAJOR update! Apparently my iPad had missed that...    End of this short story:  I gave up on blogging after a few days. I was so full of story every night, though too tired to write. Now, at home embalmed in a CNY  real winter, I will endeavor to share my memories and heart..  in print. I genuinely do not know where to start… This is my 6th surgical mission trip. I've been to some pretty desperate, poverty-stricken countries.  And now...    Guatemala is added to that list, and no less s...