One reason is that David's van fundraiser really took up a lot of time. As soon as the campaign finished on January 4th, we went right to organizing and mailing out perks. There were a lot of them. And I just finally got the last ones in the mail last week. I'm really sorry to the guy who claimed coffee back at Thanksgiving and probably just got it in the mail today. I hope you really enjoy it...
River was riding his "big tricycle" down the driveway (some people call them bicycles, he's calls it a big tricycle) and Willow was chasing him. I moved to catch her and my cell phone fell out of my pocket and the screen shattered. (It stopped ringing months ago when I dropped it in a cup of coffee, so this wasn't a huge loss.)
River rode up and down the sidewalk. Willow went from trying to take the neighbors basketball, to walking in front of the big tricycle, to running into a big, cold puddle of dirty water in the road. After my patience wore thin I decided we were going to the back yard.
Whenever anyone asks us how things are going, I always end up saying, "She's crazy!" Because she is crazy, and we're crazy about her. She is all good things wrapped up in one beautiful, high speed, 25 pound package. I am so thankful that we found each other. Our family would have never been complete without her. She was the missing piece. She always was. We are honored to be the ones to scrape the potting soil off her tongue and to whisk her out of the path of speedy, big tricycles.
She had a good family in Ethiopia. They were strong, and smart, and they love her very much. Now, with their permission, we get to be the family in the second act of her short life. We have been blessed. We will try to cherish every blessed, crazy, exhausting minute.
I hope to post again really soon. But in case I don't, you'll know why. I promise this blog won't die out like many do. I have so much more to say! Someday, there will be time to say it all.