When I returned from my fifth rebuilding trip, I found myself teary and disoriented. Most of our group had similar feelings. Not that it was a bad trip; it was wonderfully successful, both in terms of what we shared with the family with whom we worked and what we accomplished with their house. But the emotional and physical aftermath of this trip reminded us of our first trip, which introduced us to horrifying conditions and decades of deprivation. This tremendous shadow or afterimage seems to me a gift as important as the work itself.