I am hoping to get to Anna and then travel on to the Ukraine border to work with World Central Kitchen. It would make this crazy idea a bit, well, less crazy. But every work spot is filled.
I start obsessively checking the website like a I am trying to score Beyoncé’s tickets. When two slots open I grab them both with a shaking hand.
There was one person I can ask. I call her.
“Yes.”
“We have to leave in 48 hours. For Pollllllaaannnddd.”
“Yes.”
“Today is Wednesday. We would have to leave Friday. “
“Yes. Look Cheryl, I have a bit of leg work to do, but my initial response is ‘yes’. I told the congregation that if I am not at church one Sunday it is because I went to volunteer with World Central Kitchen.”
It was official. Mother Laurie Garramone and I were going to Poland.
The plan:
- We would land in Warsaw.
- We would meet Anna, Alla and Viki, have dinner and I could give her the care package.
- We would have dinner together.
- We would leave for the border.
- We would work one week and return to Warsaw.
- Laurie would leave for Easter Week and I would stay a week longer to spend some time with Anna exploring the city.
It was already epic.
My heart is hot 