I just had to share!
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Aimee needs your help.
Aimee is a 29-year old, loving, selfless, devoted mother of two beautiful girls, Lilly and Tessa. When Aimee was 30 weeks pregnant with Tessa she was diagnosed with breast cancer. As a result, Aimee's family and friends created this blog for two reasons. The first reason is to raise money to pay for the life-saving cancer treatment Aimee needs that her insurance company will not cover (the doctors estimate the cost to be $50,000). The second reason we created this blog is so that Aimee can help encourage others who face similar challenges by sharing her research, education and experiences with them. She wants to help others understand that, with the correct information, a cancer diagnosis does not have to be a death sentence, but instead, an invitation to living life abundantly, full of happiness, gratitude, laughter, health and love. We invite you to visit this blog often as Aimee will be regularly checking in with us to update us on her progress.
Many have asked, "How can I help?" There are also two answers to this question.
The first way to help is to keep praying for Aimee! She is so touched and moved by your prayers.
The second way to help is by making a donation to help pay for the cancer treatment prescribed by Aimee's doctors. Personal checks can be mailed to Aimee Young P.O. Box 5304, Modesto, CA 95352-5304. Credit card donations can also be made through the PayPal donate link in the right hand column of this blog. (You do not have to have a PayPal account to make a donation.) Aimee's doctor wants her to begin treatment immediately, so it is important that we raise enough donations quickly.
The first way to help is to keep praying for Aimee! She is so touched and moved by your prayers.
The second way to help is by making a donation to help pay for the cancer treatment prescribed by Aimee's doctors. Personal checks can be mailed to Aimee Young P.O. Box 5304, Modesto, CA 95352-5304. Credit card donations can also be made through the PayPal donate link in the right hand column of this blog. (You do not have to have a PayPal account to make a donation.) Aimee's doctor wants her to begin treatment immediately, so it is important that we raise enough donations quickly.
Mere words cannot fully express our gratitude for your support! Someone once said, "When we forget about ourselves, we do things others will remember."
Thank you for helping Lilly and Tessa's Mom!
Please help Aimee get the treatment she needs.
Visit her blog YOU CAN HELP MY MOM to donate and read her full story.
May the Lord bless you Aimee with a Miracle!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Welcome to Holland
This was a story that was given to me by my daughters first Special Ed teacher. How true this is.
“Welcome to Holland”.
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts'.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.
But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.
c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved
“Welcome to Holland”.
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts'.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.
But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.
c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved
Friday, June 12, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Little known facts about me
Here's a list of things you probably didn't know about me.
I am a Mother of a special needs child.
I love...
Tea...Iced & Hot
Romantic Homes Magazine
Romantic Decor in general
Flowers in every color of the rainbow
A cottage garden with a white picket fence
Embroidered pieces of fabric...by me or others
Blue Diamond's Almond Butter (its Peanut Free!)
Taking Black & White photos
My Mother's china
Weddings
Helping random people in my day to day routine
the Ocean
I want to someday live in a Lighthouse
Candles in soft, floral scents
This Blue & Green
Thanks for getting to know me better!!!
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