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Sunday, June 29, 2008

The Danish Poet


We had a wonderful weekend and celebrated Ingrid's end of treatment. Dear MJ from Mom2-2GoodBoys was there and shared a wonderful description of events. Thank you, Mary.

I'm tired and too over-the-moon to blog about it now, but I will share with you a film that I am in love with, "The Danish Poet". I love the story, the narration, the animation. Can we predict our fate or what events play a role in our lives? I don't know how to insert the video like some of you tech-savvy out there, so a link must suffice, but I want to share it with you!!! It is lovely.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Fight SMA!


This weekend we had the opportunity to support our good friends in their fight against Spinal Muscular Atrophy (SMA). My husband and I walked the 5 K and dear Ingrid got a ride in the pace car! Everyone had a great time and it is great to think we helped bring awareness and funding to research to cure SMA. I also became aquainted with "Fighter Mom". This group has fought hard to raise money and awareness for SMA research and they are willing to share their "know how" with me and others like me who are inspired to become disease activists and fight for their children's health. I hope to put some of their tips to work raising funds to fight childhood cancer in the future. (Thanks, Mary, for the pic!)

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Greening Up Around Here...


In an attempt to go a little greener here, I made a batch of linen napkins from leftovers from my sewing. I really like using them and they make breakfast, lunch and dinner just a little bit more special. I just cut squares, double rolled the edges for a hem and stitched. Some have zig-zag, most just straight. I think I will need some more though, because we have had to resort to paper once or twice when they were all waiting to be laundered. Oh, and because our laundry is upstairs, I added this basket (a great gift from my sister) on the steps to accept the used napkins until they can be taken upstairs.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Oh, to be carried away!

Big smiles as we head into summer! I am so thankful for all of the support we have received during this very difficult year. The fact is, we have been carried.

It is more than just support, thoughtfulness, meals, favors, gifts and cards. To be carried is to be lifted when you fall down. To be held up when your legs are giving out. It is those many acts and the caring concern that made me feel I could face another day.

Do you remember when you were a child and you were in the backseat of the car as your parents pulled into the drive at dusk and you thought, "Ah, I won't open my eyes, they will carry me." You longed for it. They did it. You knew you had a good thing going. Or sometimes, you really would be fast asleep and you would lift your head from slumber to see that you were being carried up the stairs to your nice soft bed. It was such a secure, warm, loving moment. I loved being carried. My children love it. It brings us back to infancy, when strong, gentle arms carried us from one moment to the next.

Thanks to my parents, my sisters, my friends, the friends of my family and friends, and to everyone for carrying us when we needed it most.