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Sunday, February 27, 2011
However, my friend Tim (who's a big kid turning 30 this month!) was more than willing to dig in and even sacrifice his brand new jeans for the cause.
Let's all promise to teach our kids dirt is okay.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
But today I really got to be a part of something. Something good. Awe-inspiring.
I have two friends who have been trying to adopt a teenager from an orphanage in Tijuana, Mexico for over 4 years. They've hit every possible roadblock along the way and have shared their story and their frustration with friends, family and strangers. Regardless if you hear the short version or know every detail of their journey -- it's maddening to think that two people who are trying so hard to help a teenager in need of a family, continue to be slowed down by red tape, absent judges, new laws, cultural divide, fees and more fees.
In two weeks their teenager will have a birthday that will make her "too old" for adoption. Which means the Mexican government has 14 days to sign off on an adoption that has been in the system for 4 years. That's over 1500 days their teenager has remained in the orphanage. Waiting. Wondering if it was all a lie.
Today, myself and another friend of the couple were meant to testify in front of the judge. To prove they were capable, responsible and loving parents. The judge would also speak to their teenager one last time: the FINAL step.
As we all stood in the lobby, dressed our best and sharing nervous smiles, the lawyer came over to explain something in Spanish. I tried my best to understand and knew the only word my friends could hear was: mañana, mañana, mañana.
I looked over at my friends as my heart sank to my feet. I expected nothing less than to see one of them collapsing to the floor in tears and just pure exhaustion. But even with sad eyes, they both put on a smile and tried to understand as it was translated to English. The judge wasn't here for their appointment. Their witnesses could testify, but their teenager would have to come back tomorrow to meet with the judge. No exceptions.
Standing in the courthouse with my friends, watching "Mama" at the orphanage cry and seeing this lovely teenage girl smile....it was all so inspiring. And I'm so honored that I could be a very, very small part of bringing Ruth home.
People are good. They really are. And I know two of the good-est out there.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
But it did end with my roommate and I watching a small marathon of Cosby Shows. (Thank you, Netflix Watch Instantly)
I grew up on that show. And it's just as amazing today as it was then.
You'll need to watch this.
(or save it for a rainy day)
And I'll be sure to post video of my family in various similar situations once I gather them.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
On my last day, we all headed to the beach for coffee and a last glance at The Pacific from this side of the world. As my friend and his three-year-old daughter were walking hand in hand, she stopped in her tracks and looked up at her dad.
"Daddy. I love you whole world, so much."
Saturday, February 19, 2011
A few of us had just spent the morning trying to swim in Bells Beach without our skin peeling off from being sandblasted. Seriously. That said, the water was amazing and the views spectacular...but holy moly, 40mph sand hurts.
On the ride, it was just me and the shuttle driver and so far, it had been a pretty quiet ride. The shuttle was being pushed around a bit by the wind, but nothing too out of the ordinary.
Suddenly, the wind pushed the shuttle almost completely into the other lane and after he corrected the wheel, the driver said,
Thursday, February 17, 2011
This also means I spent a ton of time wandering around airports. When we were traveling on a budget and carrying only what we needed, I used to love passing by the Duty Free shops to snag a spray of perfume. That little squirt always made me feel like I was traveling for business or perhaps with my husband on a grand vacation.
On this trip, as I passed the Duty Free Shop and realized I hadn't put perfume on that morning...I thought, "Perfect, I'll just grab a quick spray here." Memories of Europe and eating bread and cheese for every meal and wearing the same pants three days in a row immediately ran through my head.
And as much as I loved those trips and the adventure and being dirty, dirty, dirty...I was surprised how happy I was that I travel just slightly above those means now.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
She smiled at everyone and walked over to two twentysomething goth girls with multiple piercings in their faces.
She sat down next to them, swinging her legs and said, "Hi. What are those things on your face?"
"These? They're jewelry."
"Why do you have them?"
"Ummm...I don't know actually. Because I like them. I think they look nice. Do you like them?"
The little girl cocked her head to one side and stared at the piercings. "Nope. I think they're kind of ugly."
The pierced girl laughed and said, "Well you're allowed to like whatever you want."
The little girl continued to swing her legs and all three of them smiled as they stared out at the ocean.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
He looked at me and said the usual greeting, "How are you?"
"Mmmm. I'm.....I'm ok." I said with a completely pitiful face.
"Don't worry. I'm here."
Didn't realize those two words could mean so much.