We like sheep

Originally posted on Backfromtheborderlands's Blog:
We like sheep? This phrase kept running through my mind this morning after only a few hours of sleep. Not the smartest of animals.  Following each other into dangerous places. Over cliffs, etc.  The question now is how far is the fall?  Time will tell.  Will electing someone who is proud…

No Air Conditioning in the Desert

We are traveling from Seattle WA to Austin TX and have discovered that our AC units are not working. In Arizona the temperatures reached 111 degrees Fahrenheit. Life is now no longer about seeing Bryce or Zion or the Grand Canyon – it’s about getting from one watering hole to the next before tempers flare….

No PC Tacos Served Here

When we lived in London, I repeatedly offended a black, Zambian friend by calling my husband “Coloured.”  Finally, exasperated with the lectures and reprimands, I told her, “I don’t call you ‘Coloured,’ I call him ‘Coloured,’ because that’s what he wants me to call him.  If he asked me to call him a pink elephant,…

Deportable Crime

I was invited to tell my story at a citizenship class full of Latinos who work in the fields and warehouses of the agriculture industry of the Yakima Valley. There was ample opportunity for them to laugh at situations in my life that mirror their experience; falling in love abroad, having life circumstances strand them…

Post-Show Blues

I struggled to sleep last night.  After the incredible energy push to begin our Tour – the adrenaline of enthusiastic receptions at churches in Edmonds, followed by student meetings and a warm, lifelong-friends-creating time in Vancouver, our next destination was disappointing at best.  I was appalled when we witnessed a hateful, political debate in a…

The Least of These

Last night I went to a church service where there was a movie shown espousing effective Christian evangelism.  In the lobby immediately afterwards, a heated debate ensued about not letting Syrian refugees into the U.S. because of the terrorist threat.  Appalled by the hostile and accusatory language spoken by church staff and volunteers alike, I…

Attracting Interesting People

Monday night we had dinner in Vancouver WA with Rosalba, Martha (pronounced “Marta”), and Teo & Elizabeth, all from Mexico. It didn’t dawn on me until I saw the cake that they were celebrating our 13th anniversary, the first anniversary we’ve had together in five years. They wanted us to tell the story of our…

I’ve been remiss in keeping you updated, but frankly, we’re emotionally exhausted.  Solomon is becoming more aware that there are people working against his Daddy coming.  Understandably, his anger is surfacing, as it is now 45% of his life span that he’s been separated from his father. Going through the US immigration process is a…

Moment of the Day

It has been a goal of mine, each day of 2014, to write a short note of the best moment of the day and put it in a ceramic jar.  At the end of this year I will read them; my 2014 “highlights”. I teach music to kindergarten through 6th grade kids in a rural,…

Impossibilities

It’s been two and a half years since we’ve seen Daddy/Hubby and our immigration counselor filed everything with the National Visa Center four days ago.  Since then my son has been weepy, waking too early, hurting himself on everything he touches, peeing the bed, got in a major dog pile on the playground, had bad dreams,…

Failing at the non-essentials

On February 11, 2014 I put a voice recording on my phone.  As I listen to it now, I can hear myself repeatedly coughing (I was recuperating from pneumonia) and fighting tears. “I’m struggling with single-parenting and full-time mom’ing and visa requirements for getting Patrick here and Solomon is eight homework assignments behind and I’m…