Monthly Archives: January 2016

DDU helps Improve Health Care in Quilali

We did it! The hospital in Quilali just got their new microscope thanks to Divine Daughters Unite. After assessing the needs of the hospital while in Nicaragua in December, it was clear that DDU could make the most difference by purchasing … Continue reading

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Last Day – Time to Go Home

December 22nd – the Solstice. There is no sleep on the eve of the longest night. Up at 1:30 am to drive to the airport under the full moon. I am accompanied by Elizabeth and her sister Erika. On the … Continue reading

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Day 6 – Saying goodbye to Quilali

The roosters sing to the moon too. I am up at 3:33 – the witching hour for me, the time Mom died this past July. I thank her for coming with me to Nicaragua. I was so busy serving the … Continue reading

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Day 5 – Our muddy adventure, more shoes for kids and fireworks

I’m getting used to the rooster. Perhaps I’m just exhausted. I don’t wake up before dawn this morning. We jumped in and out of truck yesterday finding shoes for dozens of kids. Even bringing Elizabeth’s nieces to help, I think … Continue reading

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Day 4- 100 Shoes, 25 Baskets, and some House Calls

Before the crack of dawn, Elizabeth’s mother gets up to shower and open the corner store. The rooster insists that we all rise, so by 5:30am I’m dressed and ready to go. Nicaraguan coffee is made too sweet for my … Continue reading

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Day 3 – So much to do

At five the rooster wakes us. He crowed at three am as well. Elizabeth says the roosters in Quilali sing to the moon. We have a lovely cup of home grown coffee and get dressed. It’s time to milk the … Continue reading

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Day 2 – Journey up the mountain

Desayuna – breakfast at the home of our driver. His children greet us with clasped hands for blessings and kisses. They call Elizabeth Tia – Aunt. She seems to be related to half of the country.   We visit the … Continue reading

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