The last plane

A son's love

**by Samantha Richter ** Tiny hands, tiny feet. I've waited so long for us to meet. Who could've known a love so true. Innocent and perfect, you're safe within my arms. I'll watch over and protect you, I'll keep you safe from harm with mischief in your smile and wonder in your eyes. Watching you as you sleep, feeling every sigh, I could look at you for hours, and always be content. you became my living angel; when you were heaven sent. just the thought of you, makes my world seem full... you are my life, my love, my son: my precious Lucas

Monday, July 11, 2011

The last plane

¡¡¡¡PERÚ!!!!

So, we are in Peru now! My dad and sister Estela came to pick us up from the airport. We were so tired but at the same time so excited! We could breathe water. I forgot how humid Lima is! it was around 1 am in the morning. My mom, grandma and other siblings waited for us at home.

Our time here is precious, besides being with the family and spending quality time together, we are eating! [that's one of the things our friends told us to do :) ]
It feels so good to be here. We are planning so many things to do! I hope we don't run out of time to do them all. We are trying to enjoy every single day so when we go back to the States we don't regret that we didn't do anything fun in our spare time.