Archive for May, 2011

Family Fun

When you have a variety of ages in your house, it is hard to find activities that suit everyone.  Usually, the activities tend to be more for the younger ones and then the older kids are bored.  Activities that are too difficult for the younger ones or that have age or height restrictions mean us having to get someone else to watch the younger ones so we are always on the lookout for things that we can do as a family all together.  We have a restriction that most families don’t, in that the activities have to be indoors because one of our daughters can’t be outside in the Spring, Summer, and Fall.

At Christmas, Auntie Leah and Uncle Jarred had given us a gift certificate for a local indoor amusement centre so on Saturday, we set off to put it to use.  I had gone to the website and knew that the only things to do there were 10-pin bowling, arcade games, and laser tag.  Before we left home, we settled on the bowling.  When we got there, the bowling wasn’t available and so by default, laser tag won out.  We really didn’t think it would fly with Sedaya as the vests are five pounds and initially, she found it too heavy and was complaining.  Once we got in there though, she forgot all about the weight of the vest and she has a blast!  All the kids did!  This was one activity that was perfect for the variety of ages and interests in our family.  All the kids agree on one thing: Laser Tag was awesome!


It’s Been Quiet Around Here…

no, not around my house (!), around this blog.  Sorry for the silence.  I have much to write about, but am in the throws (that isn’t the spelling of the type of “throws” I mean, but I’m too lazy to look it up right now) of things around here, so there is little time to write.  I am sure that I will forget much of what I wanted to say by the time I have time to say it.

I have started attachment therapy with Sedaya.  I know that she has been home for over a year and a half, but I couldn’t do it at the same time as Elijah’s, which only finished around Christmas and then I didn’t want to start it when I knew it would be interrupted by things I couldn’t control or change, so I waited.  I also didn’t realize that she needed it until earlier this year.

So, we are in the thick of it now and it is working.  For those of you who have done attachment therapy before, you know that when I say it is working, I mean that I am living in H-E-L-L right now!!!   I kind of knew going in that giving Sedaya’s personality, chances were that this would be fast and furious, and the furious part is accurate…we’ll have to see about the fast.  I’d love to be done in a month or two, but we’ll have to wait and see.

In the meantime, I am getting through by repeating cliches and scriptures to myself:

“It has to get worse before it gets better.”

“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”

“One day at a time.”

“This too shall pass.”

“The sun will come out tomorrow.”

“She loves me, she loves me not!”

“No pain, no gain!”

“No guts, no glory.”

“Fear not, for I am with you.”

“Nothing worth doing is ever easy.”

“Tomorrow’s a new day.”

“God does not call the qualified.  He qualifies the called.”

“I will survive!”

Wordless Wednesday

Thoughts About the Death of an “Enemy”

The other night while we were watching “The Apprentice”, the program was interrupted with breaking news.  Immediately, I tensed up, expecting the news to be a major natural disaster such as the Earthquake in Haiti, the tsunami in Asia, or Hurricane Katrina and when I heard the news that Osama Bin Laden had been killed, I felt relief at first because it was good news.  Quickly though, that turned to a feeling of being unsettled.  How was it that I was categorizing a death, the death of a relatively young man, as good news?

For a short while, I watched as Americans gathered outside the White House to cheer and celebrate, but I wasn’t able to watch it for long.  Again, I found it unsettling.  I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like for a nation to celebrate my death.  I understood the reasoning behind the celebration, the feeling of victory over terrorism, revenge almost a decade after a tragedy that forever changed America, but it still somehow seemed wrong.  I couldn’t put my finger on why I felt so yuck about the jubilation I was seeing until yesterday when I read the following quote on a friend’s Facebook status:

‎”I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.” ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.

Those words spoken so many years ago by a man who understood the devastation that hatred leaves in its wake, by a man who is one of my heros, sum up exactly how I feel about this latest news.  I am saddened by what Osama Bin Laden did in his lifetime, but I do not rejoice in his death.  I mourn for those who lost loved ones on 9/11 or in other terrorist attacks orchestrated by him, but I mourn also for his family.  I cannot put myself in the shoes of his victims.  If I were one of them, there is a strong chance I might feel differently, but I have flashbacks of the images I saw on 9/11…images of people in other countries dancing in the streets, rejoicing at the deaths of Americans, images that at the time were more disturbing to me than when I watched in horror as the Twin towers fell.  When you peel back the layer of excuses (this man was an enemy of democracy, of America, of nations everywhere…this man causes suffering and death…this man “deserved” to die), you are left with images of people in the streets of a nation halfway from his world celebrating a death and it disturbs me and draws parallels to that day almost ten years ago.  I feel unsettled, uneasy.  There is one more quote I read on another friend’s Facebook status yesterday that summed this all up for me:

‎”There is only one death that ever brought peace, and we celebrated that a week ago.”