Day #15- The changing of a Life!

Goodbyes are never easy; but it was a lot harder than I thought it would be. Knowing that I would never see their smiling (and sometimes fussy) faces again ripped my heart to shreds. As I held Viola(the little baby I got attached to the most,) my tears spilling down my face, I prayed that God would give her a loving family and a good life. I felt helpless as the minutes passed by. I would hold the babies "one last time" and after a few minutes come back to each of them and start the goodbyes over again. I just couldn't let go. When I laid Viola down, she clung to my hand like she never had before, then looked at me and smiled her toothless grin. You couldn't help but smile at this precious child even if your heart was breaking in two. I still miss Romania very much and wish the distance wasn't so great. I've left pieces of my heart there that i'm sure I will never get back! Even as I sit here in Budapest, I long to be back in the stuffy hospital room holding those dear children. My life will never be the same, but I yet again, I didn't want it to be the same. I came on this trip looking for a change in my life as well as a change in the children's lives, and every day I'm seeing a little bit more of that change. God is faithful!