"Crema para sus camas"

Two days ago, I was taking a much needed nap and I had a dream about Ramon. Ramon is one of the kids that lives in Los Pequenitos. He has been in a wheelchair his entire life and has they best laugh I have ever heard. I cannot help but crack up with him because when he laughs, he does a thorough job of it. I dreamed that a bunch of the volunteers and I were taking him somewhere when our car broke down. We began to walk down the interstate and I was supporting Ramon who had begun to walk but was very unsteady. We got to a rickety bridge that we had to cross but our weight made it sway back and forth. I could barely stand on it and I had to lean onto Ramon to keep my balance. Suddenly, I was just as in need as he was and we were supporting each other as we crossed the bridge. He was looking at me and laughing the entire way. I have never really been one to look for a significant interpretation of my dreams. But this one really meant something to me. Whether it was sent as a sign of some kind, or just my brain sorting out my thoughts, it made clear to me the process that is taking place here. I need these kids just as much as they need me. They don't have their own agendas, they don't pressure or push, and they don't even know what it means to be selfish. What they have offered me is love in its purest form and that is so rare to find.

Funny story: Yesterday I gave some of the kids lotion for their hands. Sometimes they try to eat it so I told them "Solo para tus manos y tus caras." (only for your hands and your faces.) Except I accidentally said "cama" which is beds. I realized I had said something wrong because the kids' faces lit up with joy at the idea of such a ridiculous notion. They started to squeal, "Crema para nuestras camas?!?!?" (Lotion for our beds!?!?) They started to run for their rooms and I quickly corrected myself.