Melissa's last few days in Africa. Time spent at the hospital and at the clinic.
Arriving at the airport. Her plane was supposed to be on time. Showing on time. NOT on time. She was almost an hour late. At 5:00 I was getting anxious. Made for a little bit of a nervous wait. I was getting quite restless. But finally at 5:25, they landed.
I was so glad to see Melissa get off the plane. She was wearing the typical muslim dress that she had to wear while in Cameroon. I thought she looked adorable. We loaded up and she was soon sleeping peacefully for the 3 1/2 hour ride home.
Thank you, Jesus that my sweet girl is home. Thank you, Jesus for covering her. For protecting her. For growing her. For loving her. Thank you for everything you do for me. My girl is home.