Preparing to spend a semester in Argentina, 1997
Pola and Ana Julia (my host mom and sister)
Buenos Aires, Argentina
Me drinking "mate", the most beautiful part of Argentine culture (if you ask me)
What I didn't know, though, was that my son was born in Bogota, Colombia on Thursday, November 6th, 1997 while I lived in Argentina that semester. A lot of years and tears still separated us, more than I ever dared to think.
Seven months later, Mike and I headed to Mexico for the summer of 1998, continuing on the journey God planned for us to travel together, completely oblivious to His actual plan.
Tasquillo, Hidalgo
Mexico
Camino de Vida
UFM Ministries
1998
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