THEM…Campaign THEM!

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It’s fitting that today, as we work in Kalisz to raise money for precious children fighting for their lives, that this blog memory popped up on my Facebook page:  Campaign THEM!

Here’s a portion…I really hope that you will read more and be encouraged!  xoxo b

…I studied Special Education in college.  When I became a teacher and it was time for the awards ceremony at the end of the year, I realized that none of my students would ever receive a special award from the school based on the school’s criteria.  After all, the school demanded great grades, superb attendance, active participation in school functions/sports/clubs/so forth, wonderful behavior.  As the list went on and on and on I realized that not a single student of mine would meet any of that criteria.
Why?
Because—they were crack babies or FAS kids.  They suffered from brain damage or constant epileptic seizures.  They had such severe learning disabilities that they couldn’t even read or spell rat/cat/bat/fat in the 7th grade.  Some smelled so badly, it was required they took showers upon entering school premises in the nurse’s office for their sakes.  And, to be honest, the behavior of many of them was more gangster than Dangerous Minds.
Yet, to me, each and every one was so extremely and uniquely special.  Don’t get me wrong.  Many afternoons, when the school bell dismissed the swarm of teenagers, I sat behind my desk crying—amazed that I made it through another foul language-laced day filled with fights and security escorting students from my room.  There were even times I wondered if the student was going to or planning on harming me. 
And, still, each and every student remained special.  Somehow, in some way, I was able to look beyond what they had become to what they could potentially have in store.  In a sense, I felt as if I was the only one at times to think this way…

A picture really does speak a thousand words…

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Here are 20,000 words for you…

May we remember that what will be seen are NOT just stories in the news but lives of people in them.

If only we could do more.  Alas, please, without ANY hesitation, do what you can.  There is so much need around the world, find what ignites your heart on fire and help as much as you can.

May your life speak more than a thousand words…

xoxoxo,

b

Click here and share to see 20 photographs of the year found on The Guardian:  https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/gallery/2015/dec/26/the-20-photographs-of-the-year

Playing games with the hubs…complete humor!

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So, Rich loves to play games.  In fact, last night, he was liking the idea of playing games without kids.  Such as a game that rhymes with rip snoker 😉

This is how it went…

One sock gone.

The other.

The belt.

And the wedding ring.

Then the watch.

The pants.

The shirt.

Finally, at that point, he quit the game…

HAHAHAHAHAH!

Guess he imagined it turning out VERY DIFFERENTLY, eh?!

Better luck next time, babe!

#humor #marriage #keepingitreal #havefunwithyourspouse #playgames #laugh #live #enjoymarriagetogether

 

Polish Apple Fritters and the Polish Housewife

My food heroine strikes yet again!

You should first of all know that I know Lois.  Yes.  You can insert envy 😉

She was a beautiful part of our ladies Bible study for years, as well as making Rich and I beautiful comfort food while Max was fighting for his life in the ICU.

She is as beautiful as the recipes she creates or makes…and I love every one I have ever made from her site!

On top of cooking, however, you can also buy her guide book on Berlin!

This woman is beautifully unstoppable!

Here is what I made Adelyne before school.  I just “whipped” it right up.  To be honest, I kind-of did.  That’s the beauty of her recipes.  Some require the simplest of ingredients and produce the most divine results.

In any case, here is my masterpiece via the recipe of my favorite Polish Housewife:  Polish Apple Fritters.

Hope you enjoy her creation!

(Link in blog below for the recipe to make for your own jolly family!)

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Polish Apple Fritters:  http://polishhousewife.com/slodkie-placuszki-z-jablkiem-apple-fritters/#comment-83037

Let them fly…

I usually post on Facebook.  It’s my way to connect to my life, friends, and family that are far and away.

Today, however, I thought that perhaps my feelings may be needed here, too…After all, I know that I am not alone in this world, raising kids, and letting them go.

Here’s to you, moms and dads out there…Here’s to letting them fly!

Do you feel the same as I???

Brooke HJ Nungesser Facebook post from November 29, 2017

i dropped max off for school this morning and left him in the capable hands of his teachers GOING on a field trip. needless to say—i feel literally like crying.

this little boy that i thought would NEVER go to school is now heading into the real world alone (well—with school  )…without me to protect his every movement.

if you are a parent of a survivor, you feel the grip of my fear.

if you are a parent of an allergy kid, you feel the grip of my fear.

if you are a parent—you FEEL the grip of my fear.

how is it that we are to raise them and let them fly???

i want to clip his wings.

alas, he is off—in this world—exploring.

without me.

#itsabigbigworld #howdidiletgo #staywithmeforever #mymax#and2makescrazy #motherhood

17 Thanksgiving Games Your Kids Will Obsess Over…(not my title)

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Okay—I must admit.  I sat down to find a simple activity for today for my kiddos.  Today, in Poland, is All Saints’ Day.  It’s a day that families spend time together at the graves of their family members and later with family.  It’s a very peaceful day.

Because Max has pneumonia, we have decided to stay quiet at home.  My husband just arrived home Monday night.  Tuesday night, Ada had half her class over for a Halloween party, and then there is today.  A beautiful day of rest.

We have played Sorry.  We have cuddled next to a fire.  We are currently coloring around the table.  We have made sugar cookies.  We are loving each moment.

But I thought—Why not start today being thankful?

I know many of you do the entire month.

I do not.  I am not that organized.

So I sat and Googled and found this:  Woman’s Day Thanksgiving Activities for Families

It really has fun and simple activities.  I can tell you—we’ll probably only do about 3.  But those that will do will be fun!

Maybe you’re more proactive and active than we — so I hope you REALLY enjoy this site!

Happy 40th birthday to my brother, Casey!  Happy All Saints’ Day in Poland.  And Happy beginning of a beautiful month of thankfulness to YOU and YOURS!

xoxo b

Did you know? REJECTED TWICE!

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Yea, Baby!  I find great pride in these two rejections.  Do you know why?  It means that I am actually DOING SOMETHING about what I really want to do!

Now, mind you…I have about 8 more that I am still waiting for.  Rejections, that is.  And that is okay.  Part of growing is learning.  Part of learning is being rejected.  Part of being rejected means that you have PUT YOURSELF OUT THERE to be targeted.

Oh, yeah, Baby!  I’m a walking target with a bullseye on my back.

If my back is my story.  And my story is my back.

I have actually submitted a children’s book.  And I have also submitted a portion of the chapter book I am working on for young readers.  Two different parts of me that I am personally proud of—I have sent in to other people to dissect and have the option of rejecting.

Two have wholeheartedly agreed that my book is definitely not for them.

You would think that would make me sad.  In fact, it puzzles my oldest daughter, Adelyne (age decade plus 1).

I told her excitedly one day after she arrived home from school, “Ada!  Mommy’s book was rejected!”

Scrunching her face up into what can only be described as utter confusion, she proclaimed, “You were rejected!  How can you be so happy????”

Sometimes kids just don’t get it, right?!

I replied, “I may have been rejected—BUT THAT MEANS I DID SOMETHING TO REJECT!”

Walking away muttering to herself (probably something like CRAZY WOMAN!), I giggled after her.

You see.  Rejection is not failure, it’s strength.

You did something brave.  You put yourself out there.  And you got results.

Perhaps they were not the results you desired.  But there were results.

Next time may resemble the previous time.  But there will be a day when the No will become a Yes.

Because you did not waver in strength!

So, go!  Be brave.  Be strong.  Be crazy.  And don’t be afraid of a little rejection.

After all, it’s not the 9,999 times you fail.  It’s the 1 time you succeed that matters.

Just look at Thomas Edison and his lightbulb!

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Here’s a great article from Forbes titled “How Failure Taught Edison to Repeatedly Innovate”