Here’s where we’re living:
It’s easy to complain when I contrast Cambodia to America. It’s been a humbling experience living without hot water, doing laundry by hand, not having the relief of a/c on a scorching hot day, sleeping on an uncomfortable beds, eating white rice everyday… the list goes on.
Last Wednesday we visited Fisherman’s village. After witnessing the poverty and harsh living conditions in the village, I stopped complaining. I’m constantly amazed that although the people have so little, they are so generous with what they have. They welcome us into their “huts” and they have so much joy and appreciation for simple things like bubbles, singing songs with a guitar and a jump rope.