A year ago I was preparing to pack my bags to go to Guatemala. I was terrified. Little did I know I was going to meet you and you’d forever change my life. Tonight I can’t help but think about you. It’s been a year since you decided that you would definitely be our bus driver regardless of what your boss said. It’s almost been a year since you were introduced to us and drove us from the airport to the small village we’d call home.
It’s almost been a year since your beautiful wife was tragically killed.
My hope for you is that this year brought joy into your life. I hope people have been gracious to you. I hope they’ve loved you in your darkest of days. I hope they allowed you to grieve. That you chose to still serve God in the midst of the whys. I hope that you found that even though your wife is no longer on this earth the time you had with her is cherished. I hope that people have heard your story.
Know that you have changed my life. Through the crazy times where I feel like I’ve failed, lost family members, friends, been afraid, God reminds me of my trip to Guatemala. He reminds me how necessary it was to go to the land that you call home. How I can be strong because the same spirit that strengthened you on the mountain top strengthens me. I can keep standing in the face of chaos.
Thank you for being a hero. For inspiring me to stand firm. I hope you’re doing well.