I'm still processing everything I experienced, so please be patient with me. Right now I'm still trying to make sense of the luxury it is to be able to brush my teeth with tap water without fearing that I might catch a disease that could possibly kill me.
There are a lot of family pictures, dog pictures and general goofball posts to read through, but every once in a while Heather Armstrong knocks out a piece of writing that reminds me why I read her.
This post was a brief prelude to what'll probably be an avalanche of posts about her recent trip to Bangladesh. Expect a lot of difficult images. And probably a lot of earnest, well-written commentary.