Saying Good-Bye

So very tearful for all! Alem wailed. Imagine giving up your child you love very much. Imagine knowing you will never see your child again...well, in this life. Alem is a very strong believer so it is comforting to know that they will all be together in heaven for eternity!

When we got to Ambo, school was just getting out and there were mobs of kids walking home. None had a bus to jump on or carpools or cars or mom and dad picking them up.



The only mode of transportation in Ambo:



Alem was so happy to see her son.



A kiss on her cheek.



This is where she lives.



We went in and had a seat. That is her bed. A mattress on the floor and no blanket because someone stole it.



She has a night stand. A candle for the dark. A photo album of her two youngest.



Alem is a very pretty lady!



We had the pastor pray (Amharic)over Tamirat and Alem. We then walked away to leave and Alem wailed. Tamirat cried. I cried. Bill cried. I can't imagine how hard that was for her. She has had a very hard life. Someone is writing a book on her life and I can't wait to read it.

Our driver giving out all the snacks I had in my purse "in case we got hungry". I discovered how easy it is for us in America to eat when we are hungry. How we can carry snacks so easily. Next time, I will carry more food with me.



Take notice of the soccer ball. It was all they had and they came to show us and ask us if we had a soccer ball for them. Dennis and Ben did but back at their guest house. They gave one to Pochi so on her next trip to Ambo, she can deliver it.



On the way home, we stopped to buy onions from this family. The girls are sitting on the side of the road and selling. Once we stopped, the mother, father, and a grandparent came out.



The little girl was so cute! They must be a very poor family, obvious by her clothes and shoes. After taking her picture they wanted me to give her candy. I had just given out all my food! I had nothing for her.



A common scene....cattle all over. Not sure where they keep moving them to, but they are always on the road.