today at work something happened that touched my heart. for the last 4-months i have been working at defensa de niñas y niños internacional - costa rica on their website, as well as helping out with office tech support. i'm in the last days of my internship. the website is almost ready, and i am over my head trying to get all the ebooks and ebulletins up before my time is over here. the website is now online finally for the whole world to see!

so here i am sitting in the office, up to my ears in last minute details, and we get a phone call. silvia my workmate looked stressed. she was motioning towards me, and trying to communicate something that i couldn't understand. finally she wrote it down: she is crying. i ran to the other room to get karin, who is a trained social worker. she sat right beside me and started talking: calm down my love, what's wrong... you know your life is worth more than that... your children must be worried about you.. have you taken any drugs... what happened my love.

there i was, working away at the website and totally absorbed in graphics, and css, when this was going on right beside me. and then it struck me, this is not just about making something pretty. it's about communication. it's about someone out there finding the dni website, and knowing that they can call and get help. that there are programs in their community, and that there are people out there working to make change.



that's why i am here.