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I Think I’d Like Another Gift

This Christmas I’m thinking about babies. All around me, women are pregnant. My youngest sister in law had a baby this past September. Another of my sisters in law had a baby last night – a sweet, chubby little baby boy. Three of my ostomy/jpouch buddies are pregnant, and an old friend from my dance years is expecting too.

And then there are those who are suffering. A good friend had a  miscarriage a few months back, and just this past weekend, another friend  lost his baby and girlfriend during childbirth.

The miraculousness that God incarnate came to earth as a tiny innocent baby is not lost on me. For the past two weeks, I have been both terrified and excited that I might too be pregnant. Turns out I’m not, and that brought about such a dichotomy of emotions I wasn’t expecting.

See…it’s probably not a good idea for me to have another child (physically that is). After 14 surgeries, this old (at age 35) body has been through enough. I had multiple issues with hernias and other things after Jaidin was born, and have finally been surgery free for the past 4 years. Putting myself through the stress of carrying, delivering and caring for a newborn has the potential to put me in a health situation where I’m out of commission and not able to care for anyone. Jon and I both know this, and had resigned ourselves to the fact that we’d only have one child.

But the past year or so, we’ve been talking about adoption. Jaidin really wants a brother or sister, and Jon and I both would like to have another kid. But there are so many variables to consider. Do we want an infant, or are we open to an older child? Can we afford adoption? (The answer is no, but we couldn’t “afford” Jaidin when we had her, either). Do we go through a private agency, or do we want to do foster care with the intent to adopt. We just don’t know. So we haven’t moved forward.

I just don’t know. Thinking I might be pregnant was scary – what about my health, how could we afford another child, what if, what if ,what if? But part of me was hoping, really hoping, that there was going to be a baby on the way.

The fact of the matter is that LIFE is a miracle, all life.  If you know anything about human science, you know  how perfect everything has to come together in order to conceive. And that’s just the beginning. A series of miracles has to happen every single day of our lives just to keep us alive.  And if you’re a believer in Christ, you understand the miracle that is adoption and the beauty of being “grafted in”.

Children are a gift from God, and I’d really like another gift. I think…


The difference between what we do and what we are capable of doing would suffice to solve most of the world’s problems

“Every Christmas you always hear people saying what they want and what they bought. Well this is what I want. I want people who are sick with no cure to be able to be cured. I want children with no families to be adopted. I want people to never have to worry about food and shelter & heat.”


This is a status update making its rounds through Facebook land. And yes, it’s a wonderful message and wouldn’t it be great if all these things could come to pass. We read it, think “Yes, I want that too”, re-post, and then go about our merry way.


So here’s my challenge:


If you want sick people with no cure to be able to be cured – did YOU donate any money to research this year? There are countless non-profit organizations and research institutes  that are doing amazing work to find cures for what ails us. Pick the one that’s closest to your heart and send them a check.


If you want children with no families to be adopted – are YOU willing to bring an orphaned child into your home, care for it and support it like it was your own? Call the Dept of Family Services or a private adoption organization and see how you can help.


If you want people to never have to worry about food, shelter and heat – are YOU willing to donate, time or money, to an organization that can help individuals and families  through this type of a crisis?


It’s one thing to make a charitable Facebook post – it’s quite another thing to live it out, isn’t it?


The difference between what we do and what we are capable of doing would suffice to solve most of the world’s problems. -Mahatma Gandhi

Does anyone even remember I’m here?

It’s been over a year since I last posted here. I doubt I have any readers left. However, this blog was never for others incidentally. It’s for me. Writing is cathartic and has always been a means of release – of happy feelings and sad feelings. Somewhere in the last year I lost focus and forgot about me, or at least the side of me that needed release. So I’m back writing and expressing myself, in hopes it will help me make some sense of recent circumstances – and find peace in the midst of all the emotions. Happy and sad.

Moral Bankruptcy

“It is extraordinary to me that you can find $700 billion to save Wall Street and the entire G8 can’t find $25 billion to save 25,000 children who die every day of preventable disease and hunger.”  – Bono

Enough said.


I’ve been blaringly absent from the blogging world the past 9 or so months. A lot has happened that frankly I’m not interested in putting on public display, so I’ve just not written anything. But I miss blogging – for me, it’s a type of journaling, and a way to chronicle important- and not so important things- that happen in my life. So I’m back. Here’s what’s going on as of late – in bullet points – because I’m just not clever enough at the moment to tie them all together with some profound theme as a skilled blogger would do 😉

  • Jaidin started kindrgarten in late August. According to her, school is “awesome”. Uh huh. I’ll ask her round about November, after she’s gotten up early every morning for 3 months and had homework 2 nights a week every week. I suspect her answer may be slightly diferent. Or maybe I’ll be pleasantly surprised….
  • I’m officially a Spa Diva. In June I joined a company called BeautiControl as a consultant. I’d been to a few of their spas, and was looking for a part time job that would allow me to work a flexible  schedule, and BeautiControl kind of fell in my lap. So glad it did! I’m loving every aspect of it – and I’m making $$$. I’m not into shameless self promotion, so I’ll shut up now, but if you’re interested in having a mobile spa in the comfort of your own home, I’m your girl. Give me a call 🙂
  • Spent last weekend in the hospital, or “Big House” as I affectionately call it. Damn peristomal hernia! Always causing blockages. I see my surgeon on Monday to see when we may be able to fit surgery # 15 into my busy schedule. I’m so frustrated with my body right now. And on top of it all, I caught a friggin’ cold while in the hospital (damn nosocomial infections!), so the percocet I’m taking for abdominal pain is doubling as analgesic for my sore throat. Whoa is me…
  • I’m really sick of all the mudslinging going on with the presidential campaign. We’ve become a nation of partisanship, division and powerlessness of the present. In remembering 9/11/2001 today, I long for the day when we are no longer conservative America or liberal America, but are The United States of America.
  • Found this wonderfully awesome ostomy blogger today. Go check out her website and read her blog. She’s candid, fun, and she offers some great ostomy lifestyle tips.
  • Started reading The Shack about a week ago. This book blows so many ridiculous theological views of God out of the water – I’m loving it.  As the back cover says “In a world where religion seems to grow increasingly irrelevant The Shack wrestles with the timeless question, ‘Where is God in a world so filled with unspeakable pain?’ “. Anyone else read The Shack? What did you think?
  • I follow the blogs of  friends of a friend who are in the process of adopting two kids from Haiti.  The entire country of Haiti has been devastated by the recent tropical storms and hurricanes there, and the rescue center where these kids are staying is in dire need of help. Please go read Jamie and Aaron’s blog and search your heart as to whether you can help Real Hope for Haiti in any way.


That’s it for now. What’s new in your world? Send me some tidbits…I’d love to hear about what’s going on.

What he said…

I met Aaron once, around 6 years ago when my friend Matt got married. He’s the lead singer of Spur58 and a really honest, real and organic believer. I enjoy reading his blog because he says some really sage things that often confirm for me things I’ve felt in my spirit.

This is his post from today – and all I have to say is “ditto”.


Writing Love on My Arm…

Today I wore my heart on my sleeve. Well, my arm really. At 8am this morning I wrote LOVE on my arm in red lipstick and left my forearm exposed for all to see.

Why, you ask? For Dave.

I met Dave in 2006 at a conference I planned. Like the rest of us in attendance, Dave had medical challenges that he dealt with everyday. This was the first time Dave had the opportunity to interact with others living with similar conditions, and when I met him for the first time in the hotel elevator, he was full of life, thanking me for putting the conference together. Because I was busy with event management “stuff”, I didn’t get the chance to know Dave as well as many of the other attendees, but everytime I saw him through out the week he had a 100 watt smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye.

I would have never guessed that inside, Dave was broken and hurting and had even previously tried to take his own life. Dave and I talked by email a few times after the conference and I tried to keep tabs on him through other friends that had gotten to know him well and had kept in touch following the conference. Then this past June, I awoke to an email the hit me like a freight train. Dave had finally succeeded in ending his own pain.

So today, through the prompting of an event called Love is the Movement, and inspired by an organization called To Write Love on Her Arm, I wrote LOVE on my arm in honor and support of Dave and all of my other friends from throughout the years that have struggled with depression, self-injury, addiction and suicidal thoughts.

Dave, I miss you even now. You left a mark on my heart and a smile in my memory and inspired me to write love on my arm.

For more on Love is the Movement : http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=7693997482

For more about To Write Love on Her Arm: http://www.twloha.com/the_story.php