In the past 2 1/2 years almost 3 year God has reminded us time and time again that he is caring and providing for K's needs. It began in the hospital with doctors and nurses that were willing to operate even though she had complications with the heart catheterization. It was the hospital bill that just floored us because it was so low. It was the PT who for 2 years donated her time. It was the developmental doctor that we were able to see for under US$3. One of the best doctors on the island. I can't share all the ways that God has provided as it would take a book and she is only 2 years old.
The most recent blessing was a speech therapist. Living overseas we don't have the same resources as in the US. Finding an English speech therapist has been impossible. We moved to our new city and I went to a moms group in my town. The leader asked about K's speech and I responded with my pat answer, "that is her biggest delay but it is improving". L, the leader then said, "if you need help, let me know I am a speech therapist". I found one, finally but that isn't all. She speaks English, with a slight southern accent. L lives in the same village (like an apartment complex) as we do. So every Friday afternoon we walk to the back of the village and have an hour of speech therapy usually involving one of two of her children.
Here are some pictures from Friday's speech therapy. Making peanut butter crackers.