IRMA in Haiti
For the many people who are wondering and awaiting word -The Hands Across the Sea- Haiti (HATS_Haiti) mission fared well....
Karen Huxter, the founder and Director of Hands Across the Sea, was born in Springdale, Newfoundland and is proud of her Newfie roots and heritage. She lived in various places across Canada such as Quebec, the Yukon, Ontario, Alberta and BC before moving to Haiti in 1995. In her professional career, Karen worked in teaching, banking and administration and did extensive volunteer work with community groups and charities. A mother of two grown daughters, one young adopted son and seven grandchildren, Karen is energetic and passionate about the work in Haiti. She loves each of the children and has a heart of compassion for children, women and families in the country of Haiti.
For the many people who are wondering and awaiting word -The Hands Across the Sea- Haiti (HATS_Haiti) mission fared well....
It is wonderful to be back in Newfoundland. Comfortably waiting to checkin to fly to our happy place – Newfoundland...
Met in Halifax by Sandra and Dickie After the airport – a visit with Halifax family Between Halifax and Yarmouth...
Luc has continued to learn that what other children can do naturally with their hands. He can do too –...
A photo blog about our wonderful kids at HATS-Haiti Our kids love to play in trees as most of you...
A big Thank you to Mariah and to Sara-May from all of us at HATS-Haiti for coming to the mission...
Back home in Haiti. It is good to be back. Glad you are back Mama Karen, Luc, and Mariah Hugs...
Party on the roof of the admin building with Mama Karen Happy faces because Mama is back Even finger licking...
While in Canada Luc is kept very busy with Occupational Therapy, Speech Therapy, Doctor appointments, Gymnastics, and now Soccer is...
HATS kids – fun times with Mama Karen. I am thoroughly enjoying time at home with our kids. The children...
Sometimes a team staying at a mission in our area ask permission to come see our mission, especially because we...
Greetings from Karen and Ti Luc (or Luc as he is starting to want to be called.) He says he...
Thank you Nicki and Mike. Thank you for returning to us and for bringing Frank, Deborah and Ashley. We enjoyed...
Thank you to everyone who sponsored a student following our previous posts on February 19 and March 3. Unfortunately our...
Karen Huxter, Founder & Director of Hands Across the Sea In honour of International Women’s Day, Hands Across the Sea...
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It is our last day and there is always a certain amount of sadness and joy when we come to the end of a trip . We look forward to our homes and loved ones but there is a part of us that wants to stay and be near these dear dear children. They open their hearts and arms to you when you enter the front gate. They give you laughter and tears all week long and then they cry and hug you when they know you are going away. Being near that kind of unconditional love effects us all very deeply. So we leave part of our hearts here and promise to return.
It’s going to be impossible to put my thoughts into words about this experience, so I’d say this – if you can get here – do. I think most people probably think they’re coming to help others. To some extent, that’s true (at least this temporary blogger thought so). To a larger extent, you’ll leave Haiti a better person than when you arrived. Nelson Mandela once said something like “Everywhere I go, I wear you”. It means that none of us is our own person entirely. Rather, we’re the culmination of the people and experiences we have had. I leave Haiti wearing 16 HATS children, 10(ish) Haitian staff members, a Calgarian, 2 Winnipegian’s, and a Newfie. And I couldn’t be happier about it. Until we meet again my friends.
I have learned much about Haiti in my short stay here, much about generational, entrenched poverty, and much about hope. We can only be part of the bringing of hope if we become one small actor on the huge stage that is poverty. Thank you, Lynn Clark, for inviting me to share this life changing experience with you, and thank-you, Karen Huxter, for investing so much of your life in a work designed to bring hope to those who need it more than any Canadian could ever imagine.
A huge thank you to aunt Karen, who always seems to be doing something with her children and the HATS mission. The only time she takes for herself is long enough to spread some almond butter on a banana that she eats on the run. Thank you so much for all your hard work and unwavering dedication. Thank you for being an inspiration to me and so many others. We love you and our Haitian family very much. The longer I spend at HATS, the bigger piece of my heart remains. Take care of yourself and our kiddies until we see each other again.
One thing that has impacted me on this trip is seeing the children and all the dedication in this orphanage. There is so much going on behind the scenes to keep the HATS orphanage and school running.
I had anticipated that I would enjoy spending time getting to know the children and being a part of Karen’s daily life in Haiti but I had not anticipated that it would capture my heart like it did. I will miss spending time with the children and Karen but I am hopeful that I’ll be able to see them all again in the not too distant future.
I spent a week in Haiti at HATS in November 2017 and it was a wonderful experience. Karen is an amazing woman and is doing amazing work. She is dedicated to the children in her care and is changing lives. I would love the opportunity to visit again and help out where I can.
It’s my hope that I manage to touch their hearts in some small way, the way that they have touched mine – in a major way.
We’ve made a difference, I believe. Big stuff, little stuff; it all contributed to the greater good and that big picture: keeping HATS a surviving and thriving, safe haven for the children of Deschapelles, Haiti. And oh my, what children they are. As expected, it was tough to leave. There were tears, whispers, hugs and I’ll miss you’s. I learned that it gets easier (only a bit) for those who’ve done this a few times. As Bob says “I’m part of the furniture now. I don’t say ‘goodbye’, I say ‘see you later’.” Maybe that’s how you cope with leaving…you return. Once, five times, 10 times. However many. Guaranteed you’ll leave a different person than when you came in.
Culture shock for this Canadian team at first, but a ride through busy, vibrant streets proved terrifically interesting; busy markets, vendors selling exotic fruits, clothing and shoes, used tires and rusty metal… and then the gorgeous countryside: banana plants, mangoes, cows and goats and pigs and dogs, the Golfe de La Gonave by our side. Rice patties indicated we were close to our home for the next week. We were greeted by Magalie, a house mother, with hugs for all and, of course, the children themselves, so gorgeous and endearing. A beautiful meal was followed by a sharing of impressions: there is a lot of poverty but so much potential and hope. We are already in love with Haiti.
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