We worked today (we had a lot of meat and it risked going bad) and we worked yesterday.

I do not feel like this is “work”. This is something we build in this wounded world, with love and understanding and effort, with joy, with sleepless nights and end-to-end weekends and no vacations and no free days.

And I do not mind. Look at this boy that no one wanted – forgotten by a previous person (surely life gets ahead of all of us sometimes) and whom I thought no one would ever want again, and there comes Claudia and wants him.

That’s a smile that cannot be staged – it comes from the depth of the soul. And even when they don’t smile, their little hands clutching at the carton of eggs or at the bag of maize, knowing they have food to eat for now – this is my best present, the most important thing that I accomplish each day, and for this very reason, I do not mind working each day of my life.

I received many beautiful messages today and I am grateful for all of them. I took some time for myself, spent the day with my Family, and painted a little mindless landscape with the colors from Nicoleta.

It has been a good day of my life.

Vero