Beauty. Trauma. Tacloban.
I woke up on Tacloban, in the Lighthouse-a place part of Kids International Ministry- for the first time this morning. Here I have electricity, a bed, a pillow,a fan, and the access to having my kindle charging by my head. And after getting out that, “Where am I?” groggy state of mind after waking up I was finally able to see that massive body of water out the window. These comfort things and sights started to give me thoughts of, “Wow, this is amazing, am I on vacation?”
After breakfast part of my team and I walked along the beach across the street from our new...