To my Eden Aariell

Dear Eden,
In all the world there is no Gramma as lucky as me!
Yesterday on the way home from South Africa we saw the coolest huts with dark brown grass roofs and the sides were made out of a tan looking mud. They were so pretty with all the grasslands and trees around them. Next to the huts they had kraals were they put their cattle and goats in at night to be safe. We saw a man plowing with two watusi cattle on our way to SA and on the way back all kinds of fields were plowed up. I wonder if he did it all by himself? So many people pass by our gate everyday and I wonder if they know about Jesus? I can't wait for some literature so I can share Jesus with them. There is a mother with a baby tied on her back and right behind her son with a little sister tied on his back and they are always carrying some things to the market avenue a quarter mile away. The mommy is always walking very fast and the little boy has to run sometimes to keep up. She seems very tired and hard working. I have never seen her smile. But the other day I got to see the boy smile just a little. His back must get very hot and tired but he never stops. I think it’s nice he is a helper and not just go running around playing. We had pineapple and mangoes for breakfast with fresh coconuts and spelt. It was really good and our hearts were overflowing with thankfulness for the good food and that it was Sabbath! I can't wait to send you pictures of where we are right now. Uncle Brundee said maybe tomorrow! I've got to write to your Mommy now. When you go to bed at night remember I'm thinking about you and if I was there you know what I would do. I'd hug you and kiss you and squeeze you so tight and say I love you forever and ever! You know I do and you promised never to forget. Right? I love you Eden.
Love,
Gramma