I decided not to join our department's christmas part to give way for a day with the people on the streets. I was a bit tired the day before this encounter but it was all part of the plan of the universe that I should be there the next day up and about.
I didnt know what to expect as we journeyed towards Aurora boulevard. There we were welcomed by friendly faces who lived in their pushcarats (kariton). With my comrades, Milet, Sister and Gil, we spent the whole day with our foster family, Erickson and his wife jaryl with their 3 month old baby girl.
It was a huge relief knowing the sun was very cooperative. We did our part as members of the family that day. We took turns taking care of the baby, bathing and putting her to sleep.
I guess the photos below would tell you how real joy permeated during that simple meeting. I am glad I made such a choice. Despite all that's happened with me, I am very complete knowing I have met people whom I considered my family.
The simple cart on the street has welcomed me as an authentic person. I felt so loved and accepted. I am not judged. I love being with them and I pray they will be blessed more.
Here let's look back at what happened that day.
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| that's the father erickson, man with dignity.Im with baby girl too. |
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| authentic smiles overflowed |
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| Gil and Ericksoon bonding time |
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| every single trash is important for them |
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| their abode:( |
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| I pray you will have a better place to stay dear:) |
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| but the laughters said it all. We built a family together. |
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| just look at the big laughs |
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| rare moments.i can die for this. |
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| here..I am filled with love. |
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| my new family |
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| lunchtime:) |
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| i am loving this and all. |
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| goodmorning baby:) |
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| the three of us with baby |
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| smile |
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