When I first went on a Presbyterian Overseas team to France, amongst many other life changing things that happened then and on subsequent trips, I met Sarah and her family. She was four months old. Her older sister was slightly older and in a plaster cast. Her parents were coping valiantly with work, mission, heat, mosquitoes, ants, camping with two babies, one in a plaster cast!
Tonight we were honoured to be invited to her now Irish home to celebrate with her friends and family- still one older sister, one younger brother and one younger sister. Valiant folk indeed!
Eighteen cupcakes for eighteen years- Happy Birthday, Sarah!