The last day

Today was my last day at Malaika. It was rough. Really really rough.

I captured their handprints on paper today so that I could bring a little bit of them home with me (and because who doesn't love sticking you hands in finger paint) and we danced on the table to Indian music. At the end of the day, all the kids sang beautiful song for me and then lined up to give me a hug. I cried and they cried and it was so hard to leave.

I didn't think it was actually going to be this hard to leave them....