I am a
worrier who hates to fly, so pretty much the only thing that would motivate me
to travel halfway around the world, is seeing one of my daughters (I haven’t
traveled outside the USA for 28 years.) Seven months ago my daughter Lauren
began her second year of post grad service with Good Shepherd Volunteers in
Nong Khai, Thailand with Hands of Hope and the Garden of Friendship program
(serving a wonderful community of people with HIV).
We have
stayed connected through texting and the occasional phone call but I knew I had
to see and touch her around the mid-way point. I presented several
tourist-friendly vacation options for us within Thailand but she insisted I
come to the garden community to experience her life here and meet the people
and staff that she has come to care so much for. I knew my daughter well enough
to know that trying to talk her out of this was futile. So off I went on a 28
hour journey to see my daughter. We met first in the capital of Laos (very
close to Nong Khai) for a few days.
My time in
Nong Khai started with a memorial service for a beloved patient that had just
passed. The next very
fulfilling few days included assorted activities with the health care center patients
and the producers at Hands of Hope, an informative tour of the truly amazing
sustainable garden community and a delightful dinner with the Good Shepherd
Sisters. I rode a bike down the same dirt road my daughter bikes down to get to
her work site and went to the Friday night local market she visits each week.
But I will take back with me two distinct memories; seeing for myself how the
patients, staff and producers smiled and hugged my daughter after she had been
gone with me in Laos for a few days, and the strong and inspiring sense of
community that has formed with this program. People with no one to care about
or be cared for have found a sense of family here.
I found
myself tearing up repeatedly during my stay because my heart was touched too
many times to count. After a smoothie-making session my daughter and I had with
the patients, one of the lead staff said to me, “we are so lucky to have you
here.” I answered, “Oh but I am the lucky one.”


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