Go. Today was the interns' last day at Hope House. My heart ached for them as they said their goodbyes. Watching them lavish their love on the children, hug them close, whisper "I love you"s, look at their faces so intently so as to lock the images in their heart and mind forever... It was beautiful.

Love is a beautiful thing.

I took a lot of pictures today. And my little boy eventually came over and spent a bit of time in my arms. I hugged him. I taught him to say "Rhubarb". We sang "Ha-le-lu". He laughed. And I didn't want to let him go.

But I did.

Done.