Oh yes, it feels good to be back here, writing. I've missed it. Here's a quick catch up: there were a few days where we were in a mad rush to prepare our home so that we could welcome someone else to our family- a sixteen year old girl from Wenatchee, who's attending high school and studying ballet here in the Seattle area. We loved the idea of having another "daughter" for awhile, and though we knew that this girl had several options to choose from, we went ahead and started preparing for her, just in case. We carved out a cute little nook in my daughter's room, cleaned out a closet, a dresser, and a few shelves. This snowballed into a giant re-organization of every storage space in our entire home. There were several loads of stuff taken to the Goodwill and a fun trip to Ikea to get a new bed and some other goodies to help us organize our space better and make it more welcoming. In the end, she chose a home where she would have her own room, something I completely understand. But...during this same time, there were some days that I had hoped/thought that maybe I was expecting, even though that would be nothing short of a miracle. The thought of going from a family of four to possibly six made me feel like I was walking on air for a few days. Emotionally, I went from an extreme high to a very deep low in a short time....and then I got over it.
A couple of days later, another parent from my daughter's ballet school asked if we would take his daughter for a week, over spring break. I'm sure he thought he was asking me for a favor, but little did he know how much that request of his cheered me up.
After that, I thought I might get back to writing, but then my computer died. Computers and water don't get along very well. Did you know? So now I have a new one, with a lot of new stuff to learn on it, but I'm back!
I haven't been taking any pictures either. I really must get back into the habit. I have two pictures from the last two weeks, both from a phone.
This is Grace, speaking at the Kirkland Women's Club. She won an essay contest and was invited to read it at their luncheon. She got to meet Camille Lagron, local teen author of Tatiana. It was a proud and inspiring day for both of us.
And this is me, planning the school week for my kids. My husband took this picture last night. It's all I've got.