Over the course of my life, I have decided that maybe, perhaps, there is a chance, that I am slightly more introverted than extroverted. That leads me to be a bit withdrawn at times.
But one lesson that being here in Madagascar has pounded into my head is that people are a gift from God, and being able to talk with people (especially in English) is one of the greatest blessings He could have thought to give us. I pray that I never forget that communicating is a gift, instead reverting to assuming that it is a given. Thank you God for talking.
On a related note, my parents arrived here in Madagascar safely about 36 hours ago! Mom had a lemur on her head this morning. However, pictures will have to wait for a future post.