Christmas time is over. Finally. Christmas markets are rebuilt, presents are given and families are visited. This year I had to work additionally, so everything was even more stressful. I was just hopping from one appointment to the other one, enjoying time was very hard.
One moment of this year´s Christmas I will remember long time I had Monday evening:
I was calling to Ghana once more to wish merry Christmas to Kofi. He was supposed to get a package from me and I wanted to ask him if he got it. He didn´t. Not yet. When I heard, I turned small sad. But he said it was okay and that he will wait some more time for it.
Kofi was in Accra at the Cafacayo orphanage that day to visit Luwis and the kids. When I called he was with them and after a while they talked to me. One child after the other was on the phone wishing a merry Christmas and telling me they miss me. I was surprised and touched by their action. I talked small to everyone of them and wished a merry Christmas, too. In their voices I could hear the happiness and joy coming up talking to me.
I don´t know if they got presents for Christmas. But in this moment they didn´t need. They just needed to hear my voice to become happy. And so did I.
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