A few days ago I found out that my friend Juanita's mom had passed away at 40 years old from diabetes. Or to put it another way: she died from poverty. Juanita's family couldn't afford the insulin or proper patient care and education that her mom needed. I just can't tell you how the suffering in this country kills me sometimes. But the people here are so strong and have such faith. Yesterday I walked up to the cemetary with Juanita and her family to put fresh flowers on her mother's grave. It was so sweet the way the family tended to the grave and spoke about how they were relieved that their sister/mother/daughter was with God. Juanita had asked me to take pictures, which I happily obliged but the whole time I just felt so sad for this woman who had died too young.
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