Saturday, November 28, 2009

The Art of Giving

As Thanksgiving weekend draws to a close, I reflect on the following passage:

The Art of Giving by Kent Nerburn (Letters to my Son)

Remember to be gentle
with yourself and others.
We are children of chance,
and none can say why
some fields will blossom
and others will lay brown
beneath the August sun.

Care for those around you.
Look past your differences.
Their dreams are no less than yours,
their choices in life no more
easily made.

And give. Give in any way you can,
whatever you possess.
To give is to love.
To withhold is to wither.
Care less for your harvest than how
it is shared, and your life will
have meaning and your heart
will have peace...

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Note to Self: Mouthwash

Note to Self:

Do not making a 6-year-old laugh while he's got a mouth full of dental rinse. I just had to scrub the blue stuff from the sink, counter, faucet, and mirror.

It was pretty funny though.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Friday, November 6, 2009

The Berns Sisters

The last couple of weeks, I have been dedicating my time to doing much reading and research, therefore I've not had the time to post. I am working on several projects and am hoping to share more about them very soon. One of them includes putting together my memoirs, my life as a burn survivor. This is a very sensitive topic for me, but I need to face it sometime.

I was delighted earlier this year when I learned of the Berns sisters. Triplets, who like me have suffered 3rd degree burns over a large area of their bodies. They are marked by scars from 20 years ago. Here is a bit of their journey, an experiment with a new laser treatment as documented by the Today Show:

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

About Me

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I am a 30-something year old mother of three. My eldest is about to complete his first year of school...Kindergarten! I thought that was going to be the most difficult challenge this year. I was wrong. I am also mom to Two in Diapers (hence the name of this blog). Balancing life is a struggle, and most often, I have had to put many of my passions on hold. My husband is an angel, and if it weren't for him (he being who he is), I don't know how I would survive. Little by little, I am trying to put everything back in order. The last 24 months have been very rocky. It started with my baby sister being diagnosed with cancer, shortly followed by my father's death. Over the months, we have been slammed time after time by devastating news, but we are surviving as a family. I hope you will join me as I try to piece the story together, both past and present.