It has been a little over 3 months since I returned from Haiti and yet I can still smell the plantains and the sweet foul smell in the air. I miss Jephte and I think about him daily. I wish he wasn’t so far away. I wish I could afford to go evey 3 months. I wish I wish I wish. I pray that I will be able to return to Haiti this year. I pray that some how, some way, if it’s Gods will that I will be able to bring him here some day.