On our way to church last Sunday, Pastor Robert Nabulere from Kampala Uganda comfortably began to explain to me his story. He began by mentioning he received his first pair of shoes when he was fourteen and a half years old. His mother would wake him up at five in the morning so he could go … Continue reading Compassion for Kids all over the world
This past Saturday we were teased at the baby shower for being old and wrinkly yet still on the cusp of welcoming days at chuck e. cheese, barney video marathons, an extension of that retiring age, sleepless nights, as well as endless noise and smell into our life. Ha. It is funny, no way around it. It’s better to laugh … Continue reading Special guest from Uganda
A long time ago while we were at the beach I mentioned our “Italian night” and that Luke, 9 years old, performed for us a lip sysnc. Well, his grandma is having his other grandma and family over for dinner tonight, so once again, Luke is the entertainment. Here is the darling video of this … Continue reading Luke’s Performance
I get this question quite often. And I’m absolutely certain I will encounter this question hourly once Kira is in my presence. The question has up to now found me somewhat off balance, off guard, and unprepared. Shame on me. The last thing I want is for anyone to get the wrong idea. But there … Continue reading why in the world do you want to adopt now?
I have received a few calls from my college son this week. Once he was at walmart (which he got a ride from a girl!) and he didn’t know if he had bowls in his dorm room, since he wanted to buy oatmeal to make at night. He also called from the laundry room yesterday … Continue reading Reflections after the first week of school.
Continued… I categorized that first panic attack as a crisis related problem. I was moving across country with four little boys. It made sense. Once settled into my fabulous Arizona home I forgot all about it and continued on my merry way thinking I had the calm insides to match my calm externals. Of course I’m going to … Continue reading My previously anxious self Part 2
From the outside no one would ever have guessed I was clenched on the inside– from my mind through to my gut. I think even my toes curled if I was wearing closed toed shoes. I unconsciuosly kept my tension behind a curtain from everyone, including myself. Because I was calm, in control, nonplussed and even … Continue reading My previously anxious self.