The words to my teammates had barely left my mouth when Adele perked up and said “ME!” I hadn’t expected such enthusiasm to the query “anyone wanna write a guest post on my blog?”I gave her free reign to tackle any topic she wished, and so as strange as it feels to have a post…
Month: April 2013
Photo, Not Friday…
We’re off to the countryside! Hence, this photo is posted on our Thursday. This weekend we’re taking TWENTY-SEVEN kiddos mature and energetic young people out to the countryside for three days and two nights of “Youth Retreatness.” It’s gunna be great.
Photo Foster Friday
Some parts of life at the foster home.
In a Country that Makes the Top 10 “Unfriendly to Tourists” List, Something Nice Happens
Maybe I looked cold. Maybe he was just a nice guy. Maybe the secret to old men’s souls is in a nod and quiet “San Ban Oh” when you catch eyes at a bus stop when you’ve both lingered there longer than most. Whatever the case, the man stuck out to me even before we got on…
Photo Friday: Lively
Life with kids is never dull.
I Will Smell Your Face: Some Real Thoughts on my Pretend Parenting
This is not a unique blog post. There are millions of them; These posts of the “Parenting” kind. This one is a post addressing the life of a harried caregiver whose life revolves around diapers, dishes, dogfood, and whose-fork-is-who’s. My life as a pretend mom is filled with early-morning scrambles, late afternoon tantrums, and quiet evenings where…
Love is Kind
Kindness. I looked up the definition but found it unsatisfactory. I have decided it is a word in it’s own category, and one that is defined by action. Kindness is when the bus lady seeks me out to show me that this is where I should get off. I had asked her if the…
Out and About – Art of Ulaanbaatar
There’s nothing quite as delightful as taking a new shortcut through a back alley-road and finding a new great piece of graffiti. The art and colour here found in some of the most unusual places really does make walking through this city a thing of discovery. I will be adding to this collection as time…
Originally posted on Thine Web Log:
A few days ago I went to a mall. Next to the entrance to Chapters was a young teen. Propped up on the brick her sign read something to the effect of “Homeless and Hungry”. I nearly walked by her and into the mall, however, my mind had been…
Punk it Up
I have a video of a bunch of kids in a circle, dancing around in a teal-walled room to a single guitar. You might not understand them, because they certainly aren’t singing English and I’m assuming you who shall read this are mostly English-speakers, since that’s what this blog is written in and all. But…
