Oh, that face that beautiful face!

 There were several faces I wanted to share with you today.
This little girl was standing near a temple in full costume.
I thought she was so beautiful and took her picture.
After I took her picture she asked for money.

This young university student touched my heart.
For some reason I didn't ask her name, but for the moments
we interacted she was precious.

 We were shopping in a mall in Chiang Mai and on the top floor
came across a booth of traditional Hmong clothes and other beautiful things.
I stopped to look and she saw me and came to help me buy something for my daughter.
After I made my purchase, she grabbed my hand and said don't go.
Then she proceeded to run around the booth looking for something for me to buy for myself.
I did purchase some really fun pants that I will show another day.
She still didn't want me to go, in fact she wouldn't take the money for a little while just
so I would stay.  She told me she loved me, but then explained it was my smile.
I asked for the picture and she was flattered, then wanted this one with me.
She definitely touched my heart.

 Out in the country we stopped to climb through some caves and visit a temple.
There were women selling medicinal herbs and this woman's face I thought was beautiful.

There is a historic park near Chiang Mai that has a representation of three mountain tribes.
The tribe that fascinated me were the long neck women.
They actually live in the park and you pay a fee to walk through their small village.
Most of the women weave on harness looms and sell their wares.
I thought they were just beautiful.

This young woman was sitting there so serenely in pink.

I wanted to communicate with her so badly.

Through signs I learned she was pregnant with her first child

and I could tell she was thrilled.

Not the best picture of me or this lady, but I had to share.
Of all the women I met on our trip, she touched my heart to the very core.
The day was extremely hot and the humidity was about to do me in.
Perspiration was running down my face.
As I stood there wanting to talk to her, she motioned for me to sit beside her.
Then she motioned for my husband to take our picture together.
Our arms crossed in back and we would have hugged, except it was too hot.
I could just feel her heart and her care for me.
Eventhough we didn't speak the same language, there was the language of great care
for each other that moment and I will always treasure it in my heart.