home is where the hugs & kisses are

i was walking through our village yesterday & this little cutie followed me on her bike down my street. when i turned around & smiled, she got off her bike & told me her name & i told her mine. we said a couple of other little things, but she didn't speak any english & i speak zero khmer. she hugged me & kissed me, climbed back up on her bike & rode off. it's amazing to me how we didn't speak the same language but i walked away feeling like we became friends. love has no limits. period. she reminded me of that in the simplest, sweetest way & i will never forget it.