Heading to a helicopter!?

I leave for Rwanda in 17 days. So I guess now is as good a time as any for the crazy dreams to begin.

A Terrifying Secret

It's no secret that I've struggled against Depression at different points in my past. And I could tell you all sorts of things about it:

Is that necessary?

A 7,000 mile journey across the Pacific ocean to meet your sponsored kids. Is that really necessary?

This is a question I've asked myself for the past five years. And maybe you're asking it yourself. So I wanted to give you a peek into the main reason I'm spending this money, taking this time away from my family, and journeying into the unknown...

1/9/2009 - "I pray to God that you may visit so we can meet face to face." ~Pracidia, age 5

9/20/2009 - "Have you ever visited Rwanda? Will you please visit me? I am so happy to have you in my family." ~Pracidia, age 6

Why Rwanda?

It started the day she told me they were trying. They had been trying...since shortly before Ruby was born.

I looked over at my beautiful six-month-old baby, then I turned and looked back at my beautiful best friend. Tears sprang into her eyes, and I pulled her close.

"It's okay! It takes an average of six months to conceive a baby...some couples have to be on the longer end of the spectrum to make the average!" I sputtered, using stupid words to try and help.

Please don't stop saying that you're blessed.

Over the past twenty-four hours, I've seen six links to this post on Facebook, and I've got to say that I couldn't disagree more.