What really hit me about this place is the striking absence of older children to carry and play with all those young ones. At the other orphanage, there were many older "brothers and sisters" to help with the babies and toddlers. Here, unless they cry, they are not held or interacted with, and even crying doesn't guarantee attention. It broke my heart. It was so hard to leave knowing that I have the resources, time, energy, space to take care of these babies and love them and feed them, yet I can't take them home. One step at a time, God will lead.