Flying down the island highway in the middle of the night in the back of a taxi. Little Kinu curled up asleep in my lap. Xian and Rebekah staring out the window at the UFO streetlights passing in blurs overhead. We had one night left in Borneo.
The girls say so many funny things. Rebekah will say... 'Did you know the wisemen brought gifts of gold, merchandise, and fur?'
Xian catches me off guard with jokes... 'What do you call Santa's dog?" -Santa Paws!
Once again, its another Christmas away from home. Away from the crisp snowy air of Oregon, with the green trees and winding roads and the crackling fireplace on the farm.
So Borneo it is...and tonight it's a taxi drive back to the hotel in the dark beneath the lights. Little voices speaking to me, whispering, laughing, telling me it's okay, for now.