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Just returned from a short break.

We went to Guadalajara , Mexico and met with my brother and sister and Heidi ,our niece- god-daughter, to celebrate her graduation from the Universidad Autonoma de Guadalajara's School of Medicine..

It was great to see family and to take a break.....

But at the same time I felt very sad seeing Mexico and realizing that Honduras is so much, much, much poorer. In Honduras, you don't have to travel very far to see very poor barrios ("colonias"), In fact just minutes away from the center of Tegucigalpa you will find places where there is no pavement and the houses are very very poor. Where you can see and feel it is not safe to be there.

In Honduras you are greeted by armed security guards, with big guns, at almost every store entrance. You are asked to turned your cell phone off and you are searched with the wand before entering the banks.

It was with a little trepidation that I returned to Tegucigalpa. In January, we came and we had heard of the country's situation..... but now we were returning after having experienced the situation for over 4 months.

In some ways we want to help the poorest of the poor but we have realized that the poorest of the poor sometimes live in areas that we don't want to go to, and where we are not allowed to go to for our own safety. So for the moment we are ready to dive into our assigned tasks and try to fill our days as much as we can so that we can feel we are making a tiny difference. We are reaching very poor people in the National Center for Diabetics, Hospital Escuela and the Clinics in poor "colonias", but I am so very, very much aware that there are still so many, many, many more people that we will never, never be able to reach.