Welcome!! Grab a cup of coffee and visit with us! We hope you enjoy our story! (((HUGS)))

Welcome!! Grab a cup of coffee and visit with us! We hope you enjoy our story! (((HUGS)))

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Livin' Lodge ;o) or A boy a day keeps the Dr away!

This handsome young man is "large" and in charge! :o)
Moses (12) remembered coming here last year. He remembered that he liked it. Just as it was. No beds set up, no where to eat permanently. (we moved the table each time the builders worked) He was just happy to come with us.

What he didn't know was that the building was complete now. And all the piles of bunk bed pieces and shelving, were going to be put away!
He was amazed! But also incredibly bored watching us do it! LOL!
HE wanted to help!

These little riders were never on dirt. Only our deck at home and cement pad here. So we brought 2 into the lodge since there is space to ride them. Julius (10) can peddle now!! He loves it!

                             He is so proud of himself. It helps him burn off his excess energy.

Moses sleeps in his trundle bed tucked under a bunk. He does not want a trundle bed! He wants a TOP bunk bed!!
He spends a lot of time trying to "claim" a top bunk and show us he is big enough.

                                   Here he's snuck into sister Kitty's top bunk. He's busted! ;o)

                                             Nope, that's not another Hello Kitty! LOL!

Once on top the the 4 bunk beds intersect. Moses can't decide which he wants. This one is Julius'.

                                                 Now he's on Samson's. top bunk.

                   The rocking chair is Dad's chair. Until he gets out of it! Then its fair game! :o)

Pauly (9) is happy that the dining table, refrigerator and his bed are in the same room! Those things make him happy!

                                           Ooops! Noah (14) has Dad's chair now! ;o)

He's not sure if stealing dad's chair is o.k. with Kitty who is taking the pictures. Silly boy.

We have a big box of "camping clothes" up here. Noah loved this red shirt, even tho its a bit snug on him, but who could tell him no. This is camping!

Silly Jacob (12) loves this My Little Pony toy from the 90s! We always sent "old" toys that weren't nice enough to donate, up north. These boys love toys to death. At home toys become trash. So these are the last of the "old" toys ever sent up.

Mosie still in Samson's bed. The beds are decorated from home, where we used them before our son in love Dan made us (2) triple bunks for home.
The teens want to re-decorate/paint the old bunks up here.

                                          An old footstool from home now holds toys.

Samson turns 22 this summer. Where does the time go. He misses his home routine so he's a bit bored here this week. We need to get a schedule going for him. At home he likes to use his alone time cleaning up, vacuuming, folding clothes- helping wherever help is needed. He loves to help. Often I think "Wow! The teens cleaned this up nice!" Nope it was Samson!

Samson's picture above starts Kitty's favorite picture sequence, first 1 boy (Samson)

                                                                       Then Two boys

                                                                                 Then Three boys

                                                                            Four boys

                                                                              Five boys

                                                                  and lastly SIX boys!! LOL!

Plus one beautiful girl! Miss Mercy (9). She cried the last hour we drove up here. It's a 2 hour drive. That's my limit :o) And then she cried when we put her to bed the first night.

We held our breath because last year she hated the trailer. And she hated it here period.

I think you can tell by her first picture above................SHE LOVES IT here!!! ;o)
She's wearing one of Gabriel's old tshirts from the 9os. Gabriel loved Winnie the Pooh. He called Eeyore- "donkey now". Because in the Pooh song they sing "A donkey named Eeyore" but Gabe sang "A donkey now"!! LOL!

A lazy susan I painted for the table. There are 2 tables, the eating table and the multipurpose table.

                                          Ta-Da! My bunk set up! These are the 4 bunks.

Tom's bed in front of the teens 4 bunks.
SP's bed is to the far left by the couch. Mercy has an extra large hideaway crib on wheels. Pauly has a hideaway smaller crib on wheels, Moses has the trundle bed. I sleep in the large trailer (with the dogs) since I get up early to get breakfast ready, the lunch soup going etc. That way I don't wake anyone up.
I can also sew/repair things later in the night without bothering the sleepers.

The couch by the front windows. I'm recovering it tomorrow. These are just sheets on it. SPs bed is along this wall on the other side. Moses is looking out the french doors.

My beautiful french doors I waited 17 years for!! They have blinds in the glass. Vandals destroyed the sliding glass door we had before.

My sweet photographer (Kitty) eating clover. I should never tell them what is edible!

Thanks for stopping by! (((HUGS))) and prayers! God Bless

Thursday, June 15, 2017

Posting ;o)

Haven't had much time to catch my Loves/boys here with the camera. These days they are all off in different directions, just like kids who never grew up in orphanages. They are always busy now! So many things to learn and see! In the beginning it was all strange to them. They are past that now!
I promise to post new pics here in the next few days!

I have a new post on my blog Uncontainable JOY. (click the boys photo above. :o) its linked to that blog.)

And I have a new blog. :o)
http://whtachamakin.blogspot.com/ The link is spelled incorrectly because the link name was taken.

My post "On a Whim" at the new blog is about making sweat pants for 3 of the boys.

The blog is about "Praising Him with the work of my simple hands"

(((HUGS))) and prayers to ALL!

Friday, June 9, 2017

My heart aches, only God can console

I guess I've reached an age where I start losing friends unexpectedly.


Why wasn't it me? I have been sick for years with a chronic degenerative disease. (yes this was stated on our adoption applications signed by my Dr)
My immune system is weak and this winter we all had both influenza A and B about 6 weeks apart. My influenza was complicated with my poor immune system problems and other added concerns. I developed a secondary infection throughout my body. I had to take 2 super biotics, which caused a serious allergic reaction.
Mary Anne's second influenza was complicated with pneumonia. Pneumonia visited her often. She took the influenza meds (I did not) she had the flu shot. Pneumonia won.

I live, Mary Anne dies. The separation is so hard to bear.

And I ask God, why wasn't it me?

At my age winter kills off the weakest. We don't look forward to it. The boys came here with the same worry. Children died every winter at the orphanage. It's so good to see the boy's  immune systems strong enough to fight this now. They have real fighting chances now as virus' hit. Their first winter here was with great concern- they were incredibly ill. Now they have fighting chances! Without antibiotics.

Only sweet Mercy had a scare this winter. With her first bout of flu, the Influenza A. She had a seizure and was whisked off in the ambulance. She was born here but still has so many unknowns with her health.
For example after tons of DNA research and many many medication considerations we found that the two things that help her self injurious behavior are not medications they are supplements!

The photo of the beautiful (inside and out) woman above is my friend of over 20 years JRH.
She died yesterday.
She was 60.
She did not get sick until last summer.
JRH and Mary Anne were born the same year.
JRH was born in November , Mary Anne in December.
They both would have turned 61 this year.
And they both died within 8 weeks of each other.
So much similar.

The empty spots left cannot be filled.

JRH cared for all of my children. The oldest were teenagers when she started caring for them. Then the middles came to her and now the youngest boys from Bulgaria, Mercy, and the teens saw her.

I could tell JRH anything. She was a huge supporter and became my friend. She was a very caring person. She was there when I had a risky pregnancy at 46 (I was 47 when he was born) and was Isaiah's Dr since birth (12 years). She was there for me as my daughters died.
She was a huge gift from God.

She was a strong Catholic and loved the Lord with all her heart, mind and soul. I loved that she had a strong faith. I wish we'd had more time to talk about that.

I thought she was the picture of health. Everything I felt I was not.
Looks are deceiving.

For years I've told the kids- "When they tell you do "this" and you'll live longer." You better ask God what He thinks! :o) Because He will call you home when it's your time, not because you did the right things. He is not one minute early or 1 minute late when He comes.

It's the waiting that's hard. The loneliness can be so hard to bear. I want to be with God, in His Arms, with my friends. ALL of us- embraced by God! Oh! the JOY!