We had a someone volunteering at Sari Bari for a month. She was a great help in some admin work – and a beautiful set of spare hands…willing to do whatever was asked of her. And while she didn’t speak any Bangla – she had such a beautiful spirit…she had lunch with the ladies every day – and slowly, despite the language barrier the ladies have embraced her.On her last day volunteering with us, I took her around to the different rooms and told the ladies that she was leaving – going back to America. and then I translated their good-byes, their requests that she come again, and that they’ll miss her. some of the ladies were really sad to see her go. There were tears. And as I watched my friends grieve over someone leaving – I was reminded of what a sacred trust it is to be invited into their lives. They have welcomed me into the Sari Bari family. They have opened their hearts to me. We laugh, and joke. We share lunch. I just kept thinking over and over what an honor it is to know the women at Sari Bari. It is humbling. To be known and loved – to be welcomed and embraced…for them to open their hearts to knowing me, and being known by me – it’s sacred. This beautiful treasure that has been entrusted to my care. A gift that I do not deserve. A trust that has value beyond words. In so many ways I can’t fully understand the gift that I have been given. The relationships at Sari Bari are sacred – that’s the only word that I can come up with that begins to do justice…

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