Where Globe-Trotting meets Beach-Combing
Santi, my CHP kiddo As low points go, it was low. We celebrated the end of 2013 with the happy news that our family was finally expanding. But the first week of 2014, the news was different—another miscarriage. We couldn’t seem to shake 2013 after all. We approached the one year anniversary of Isaac’s heart…
Today Santi and his mom are home with their family after more than three months in Canada and many, many more months living at the Bolivian hospital beforehand. Their church and large extended family all gathered this morning to celebrate Santi’s return. Santi’s story from birth is pretty miraculous and I’m excited to write more…
Midnight Eastern Time is when we landed and finally cleared immigration. The flight went smoothly. People were chatting warmly and moving around the whole flight—very different from most flights I’ve been on. Santi joined me in my seat to revisit the article on barnyard animals. The plane cheered when a flight attendant announced Anita’s birthday….
Phase one complete! My flight out of Florida got cancelled, so I arrived in canada five hours late—after midnight and long after the last hotel shuttle. At least it gave me time to watch some World Cup goals in the Dallas airport within earshot of the gate to São Paulo. I realized that not only…
Eight years, baby! It’s not the first…or second…time we’ve been separated by continents or even hemispheres on our wedding anniversary. It IS the first time it’s been because of my schedule though! Chris, I’m so thankful for your support and encouragement while I’m away and you’re home with Captain Goodbaby. I promise to be supportive…
Santi, my CHP kid, last month I’m on my way to Canada Tuesday to meet Santi, a one year old who just got the OK to go home to Bolivia post heart surgery! And his mom and translator, of course. Santi would have died without this surgery, but it’s not possible to get it done…
Glow, baby, glow! Last year we arrived at the Gulf Coast Hot Air Balloon Festival at dawn. This year, we wanted to see the GLOW! A lot of the festival was rained out, but—astonishingly—we had glorious weather Saturday evening. We told Isaac a few days beforehand we were going to a hot air balloon festival….
