Stumbling little explorers

I forget. I always forget. Ray and Willa haven’t grown up with my norms. They aren’t walking through parks, malls, restaurants, or sitting in traffic at red lights. We’ve been back in PNG from our last furlough for over a year and in that time they haven’t seen a drinking fountain, a public restroom, consistently […]

Experiencing steadfastness in malaria

I started writing this Monday afternoon. It’s been a very long time since I made a concerted effort to write, and I was proud of myself. Despite the typically unbearable heat of October I was winning. Ray was spending a much anticipated afternoon at the office. Willa was asleep. Cricket was asleep. Two children peaceful […]

Fighting for Cricket

Brian pulled the schoolroom desk into the girls’ room and set up the computer as I tucked blankets around weak girls and filled water bottles. It didn’t take much tucking or settling. Both girls were feverish and lethargic, the misery of sickness already well established. Even so, it didn’t dampen their excitement that the evening […]

The storm that never came

Grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins. Their familiar faces all staring down at us from their new perch on the wall in our dining area. It’s one of the last pieces to fall into place making our home actually feel like our home. Some of the pictures are old, some are new, but the faces are all […]

Trading “power rage” for peace

“NOOOOOO. Not again!! Please???” Muffled grunts and a loud, “MOMMYYYY!!! NO POWERRRRR!!!!” The day my child raged at the fan was an eye-opener. Later she told Grammy she loves the outside of our new house, but the inside is “funky.” I’m sorry… what??? Funky?!? What is funky about the house we poured so much energy, […]