Last summer, Ben and I hosted a Japanese high school student in our home as part of a program designed to bring some much-needed relief to students living in the region affected by last year’s devastating earthquake and tsunami. It was only for three weeks, but when we put her on the plane to fly back to Japan, I felt like a piece of my own heart was torn from my chest. Risa’s name is written on my heart in permanent marker.
The Seifipour Family 