Last night I had so much work, it was after 4 am before I made it to bed. So it was an even shorter night than usual, when we got up at 8 am to feed them. After cleaning them up and dressing them, I took them downstairs, where I waited for Randy to come and stay. Then I went back to bed.

Six stories of widows, families, refugees who struggled to survive until we gave them a bag of rice that changed their lives.

After a short night, it was Randy who woke me up at 8:15 pointing out how late it was. They often start talking or fussing early, but we don't usually get up before 8, so we just ignore them. So we got up, and I made their breakfast, and started feeding them.