Went to the breakfast program as normal today. 38 kids.
On the way home Muncho, my cab driver, (who now listens to the news on the radio so loudly that I can't hear him half of the time) told me it is not safe for me to go to church tomorrow. He said he is staying in his house, which means I would not have a way to get to the breakfast program.
I called the church and told them I can not be there tomorrow. Eunice said she was going to talk to Jairo because in her opinion the kids should not leave their houses and nobody should be asked to come in my place.
Then later we learned that ex-president "Mel" is not returning to Honduras until Saturday. I'm not sure if they already cancelled the breakfast program or not. Things should be fine tomorrow and Friday. Now it's a matter of waiting until Saturday.
I think I kind of know what a woman would feel like when she is planning to go through childbirth on her due date, but then the due date passes and she doesn't have the baby. I am sick of waiting. I am ready for Mel's return to this country. I want to get it over with. It is hard to wait for what could be a horrible, horrible day(s).
I am still very safe. My neighborhood functions as normal. Although today there were long lines at the bank with the rumor that the banks are going to run out of money.
I am disappointed that K2 will not be coming. I was looking forward to building stronger relationships with people from my church. But of course I agree they should not come. It doesn't make sense since everything is so unpredictable. As you can tell from what I've already written today, we are making plans hour by hour. And even then our plans turn out to be wrong.
If it were a realistic request, I would ask that everyone stop worrying and just pray. We know (and sometimes need to remind ourselves) that everything is in God's hands.
