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Woke up and went to Christ Orphanage. Today we worked on penmanship and basic math. I started crying when Rachel told me I couldn't go to America because she would cry when I left.
Because of my severely infected foot I have to take medication. I forgot to explain how sick it was this weekend. Imagine Fred Flintstone times seventy. My foot was huge and it got worse and worse and worse. All because of a stupid little bike accident.
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Dana Willemsen
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Hi Kacie! I love reading your blog...you make me laugh, but I did get teary- eyed when you said that little girl cried that you couldn't go back to America. You are making a difference there Kacie and I look forward to seeing you when you get back to Jeans! You will be amazed at how much Hailey and Hannah have grown! I know they will have big smiles for you! I am praying for safe travel for you and that your foot heals! Love, Dana