My 17-year-old daughter is nearly halfway around the world from me right now in Battambang, Cambodia. She’s there for the next couple weeks helping build schools for impoverished nearby villages. She’s also exploring ancient temples, visiting the open markets, and immersing herself in the local culture. To help pass the time while she’s gone, I worry about her. A lot.
I mean, how am I supposed to protect her when she’s in a foreign land so far away?
I’ll just be glad when she returns so I no longer have to fret whenever she goes out for lunch or shops at Walmart or attends her own school or church. Because everything will be great once she’s safely back home again. Here in America.
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My heart echoes your feelings…there is NO safe place…not even in the USA. I don’t know how we can take one more shooting… Prayers go up for your daughter, I trust that God will bring her home to your arms, happy and enriched for her journey and good works 🙂
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Thank you. Although I can’t directly communicate with her, the organization she’s working with is doing a fantastic job sharing updates and pics over social media. It’s comforting to see her smiling face every day — she’s obviously loving the people and experience over there. 🙂
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Oh that IS reassuring, no doubt! Blessings to you and ALL your family 🙂 ❤
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Well said, Tracy. :O(
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