Friday, January 23, 2015

A Year Later!

How do I even summarize a year? I guess it's time that I tried. I was so busy with working full time and taking care of my children, and I was so tired of writing the same thing over and over that I lost interest in blogging for a while.

In July , we felt the Lord's clearly directing us to move back to my husband's  hometown in Illinois . My husband and my two oldest girls left in August so he could start his new job. My two youngest children and I stayed back in Alaska waiting for the Lord to sell the house, which he did supernaturally. It was a very stressful time nonetheless.

 November 1 my two youngest and I finally made it to Illinois. We have finally adjusted to the new routine.  Already I've made some new friends, which is quite miraculous for me. Usually takes me years to establish the kind of friendships I've made here already. I'm very thankful for this.

 Tim is working at Camp Menno Haven as the maintenance director . We love Camp Menno Haven . It's a beautiful place to live and wonderful people to work with. Josiah and Eliana are taking the school bus to public school each day and that transition has gone well . They started public school in Alaska which was a very good experience as well. The two older girls have been doing a small private high school, which is working out well for Ciara, but a little overwhelming for Jaedyn, who is now doing school part-time and doing some homeschooling as well .  I am not working at this time, but perhaps I will try to find an urgent care clinic to work part-time at this spring.

You may have noticed that I changed the name of my blog since we are no longer up north following that dream.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Winter Holidays 2013

2014 is just waking up (still very drowsy at 9:32 am with all the children still sleeping and the daylight just starting to show).  I realize it has been 2 months since I last posted.

I thought I'd share about our holidays in the past couple months and also tag on our annual newsletter at the end.

Josiah with his birthday cheesecake
Starting in November, Josiah had his 7th birthday on the 11th.  We took him with a friend and our family to Jumping Junction to play miniature golf with black lights.  It was nice that both Josiah and his buddy won another free game at the end of it.

At the end of the month we had an unusual meeting of the holidays - Thanksgivukkah (a mixture of Thanksgiving and Hanukkah) and also lit the lites for Hannukah each of the 8 days.  We had a special friend and her son over for Thanksgiving/Hanukkah on the day of Thanksgiving.  We sat around playing games and watching Youtube videos by the Maccabeats and others celebrating Hannukah and/or Thanksgivukkah.  Tim made a turkey and we had a lot of the fixings as well.  On the Saturday after Thanksgiving, we had a celebration of Hanukkah at our fellowship group as well with lighting of candles, dreidel and lots of good food.

December passed quickly for the first two weeks, but ended in a muddle of sore throats and pain meds as half of our family (Josiah, Jaedyn and Ciara) had their tonsils taken out.  We put up a Christmas tree to enjoy the lights and cheer of this holiday and shared a few gifts with each other.  Our Christmas dinner was delicious for the 3 of us who could eat.  At this point, the younger two have almost fully recovered, but Ciara is still having a rough time of it - although I don't think she's been up since 11:15 pm to get more pain medicine (a first since her tonsillectomy on the 23rd).

Today we will focus on cleaning our house and enjoying a day off.

The following is the Christmas letter we sent to family members with their Christmas packages:

Dear Family,
Merry Christmas everyone!  Here’s a little blurb from each of us.
Carol:  This was an intense year for us as Jaedyn was diagnosed with Crohn’s and finding out how to make her better.  I traveled daily between two different clinics for almost the last year.  The stress of life is making me fat!  Ciara and I went to Hawaii for a medical conference in October – it was wonderful!
Tim:  I didn’t grow any except more white hairs.  I enjoyed Leonard and Valerie visiting and Mom and Dad visiting.  It was very special.  I played my djembe with the Kenai Orchestra for two performances and currently have a bunch of my instruments in an art show.

Josiah is in the center with a white shirt and tie,
Elly is behind and to the left with black and pink dress
Hi, my name is Josiah.  I just want to tell you about my Christmas.  I went down my sister’s and my slip-n-slide.  We had fun.  My friend Rachel came over to play with Jaedyn and then go to the movies to watch “Frozen”.  I love you all lots.  I am in 1st grade!  (I’m learning about punctuation and reading).  In the summer I went to the Watershed Forum camp and played at the park, where the camp was held.  I am learning violin.  I played basketball, but I missed the jamboree.  I played soccer indoors and outdoors.  I got 1st place in the private Christian school spelling bee in Wasilla, Alaska – Elly got 4th place in 4th grade and I got first place in the first grade!)
Elly and Josiah with their ribbons from their spelling bee
Dear family,  Merry Christmas.   Love you so much, Elly.  (She’s in 4th grade, still loves to dance and is taking Jazz right now.  She went to Bible camp and drama camp this summer too, and soon she and Josiah will be taking cross-country skiing).
Jaedyn accepting one of her many rewards this semester
Jaedyn:  In January I was diagnosed with Crohn’s.  I had to have a feeding tube for a few weeks.  I couldn’t go anywhere because it was humiliating.  In June I went to Camp Coleman, where there were other kids with Crohn’s and Colitis.  It was a lot of fun and I want to go back again next year, but it is really expensive.  I spent the rest of my summer in my room.  I did go to drama camp and was the comic relief of the show.  That went well.  I was a vampire.  I played a couple video games and ya-da, ya-da, ya-da.  I do homeschooling and that is pretty much it.  This fall I won 2nd place in a writing contest, first place in a poster contest, and 1st place in a pumpkin carving contest.

Ciara left and Jaedyn right
Ciara:  I spent most of my time in my room doing either homework, writing stories or drawing pictures.  Every Monday I watch Once Upon a Time with my sister and dad.  I was Romeo at drama camp and was a werewolf.  I’m hoping to be able to go to Peru on a trip with my school in March if I raise enough money.  I’m in 10th grade and I feel like high school is going by really fast.  I feel  so old already.  I feel being a Junior would be so old.  Oh, and I finished my first novel.
Ciara at the resort in Hawaii
I think that pretty much sums up our year.  We hope you are all having a wonderful year and finding ways to grow and love and express yourselves in ways that give you fulfillment and bless other people.
Love you always,
Carol, Tim, Ciara, Jaedyn, Eliana and Josiah

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Rethinking Halloween

A colleague/new friend of mine asked me to join her and her family doing a "Halloween" themed booth at a local park for kids to do a kind of trick-or-treating along a trail of booths put on by other local community businesses.  It would involve dressing up in a costume and exposing my children to the Halloween holiday (more than walking into a Wal Mart and seeing all the costumes and decorations).

Our family hasn't "done Halloween" for a very long time.  I don't know if the older kids even remember ever celebrating it.  For me, it was one of those things that seemed to be a "no brainer".  Christians and Halloween were diametrically incompatible.  Halloween means "dark creatures", candy, doing mean things to people... right?  I'm not into those things.  Yet, is that what Halloween is all about?

My mother's absolute favorite holiday was Halloween.  She would decorate the house in orange and black, cute little decorations that sat on the TV, icky spider webs in the windows, and she herself had the most hideous hunchback mask and costume she'd greet the kids at the door in - scaring the pee out of unsuspecting little children who'd come to the door to trick-or-treat.  Most Halloween evenings she'd go out after we children were all home safely to go to some party with her friends.  My mom loved practical jokes, and one of her favorite was to leave recycled manikin body parts that her Red Cross friend, Wanda, gave her in unusual places to shock her friends.  I have great memories of wider family members finding "someone" (pillows, a wig, hands and feet sticking out of their blankets) sleeping in their beds and getting creeped out about it.

I too enjoyed Halloween until I became an adult.  Trick or treating was great to get all that junk in a pillowcase, canvasing the entire town of Towanda, Kansas in a single night.  We knew where to go for most the likely score of big candies, who had the best decorations, etc.  We knew the rules about "porch lights" and strangers, and it seemed to us a time of fun.

When I was a young mother, I lived in north central Illinois and was a part of a community of Mennonites.  They didn't do Halloween.  They had another set of traditions called "Lantern Festival" in which the children and adults made lanterns out of cans and candles, sang songs in the meadow in front of the common building, had a small bonfire, came in for hot chocolate and popcorn treats, remembered the dead who had influenced them in life.  We shared with one another and our fellowship was sweet.  The children went home with a bag of treats for their parents to distribute to them appropriately.  This was usually done on October 31, so there really was no room in our lives for Halloween.

Around that same time, I think I put myself "above Halloween".  Sure, it was okay for other people, but we don't do Halloween.  It was the first of many changes in our choices of lifestyle that separated us from our friends and neighbors.  The next was Christmas, the food choices we made, Easter, and the list goes on and on. 

Last year, I realized that not celebrating Christmas separated us unnaturally in our culture from our families and some of our friends.  It cut out a season of lights, songs, sharing of meals, giving gifts, and so forth.  It left a distinct black hole in our lives.  Celebrating the Biblical holidays is nice, but it doesn't fit in our culture, and I'm not sure God is asking us to give up our gentile culture and to separate ourselves from our friends - Christians and unbelievers alike  - at this time or (maybe ever?) until He comes back. 

Maybe when He returns, all things will be put as it should be.  Everyone will celebrate Sabbath in a beautiful way that includes fellowshipping together - not hiding out from society.  Everyone will live in huts for 8 days in the fall celebrating Sukkot (Feast of Tabernacles), remembering the children of Israel and how Yeshua came and "tabernacled among us".  It sounds wonderful.  Yet, today in 2013, it doesn't work out quite so nicely.

This year we are going to put up a Christmas tree, wrap presents, eat a special Christmas dinner and hang out with our family playing games.  We don't believe that Jesus was born on Christmas day, or that Santa Claus is going to come to every house and magically enter through chimneys bringing toys and gifts for the good children.  We do believe in family and gift giving, Jesus coming to the earth as a gift to us and that He is the light of the world, giving to the poor, and getting together with friends.  Christmas is a wonderful gift, and maybe, just maybe, God doesn't intend for us Gentiles to give it up quite yet.

But what about Halloween?  I've never seen any redeeming qualities of it until now.  Yesterday I pondered my friend's invitation to join her, her family, and other coworker friends at the booth and asked the Lord to lead me in this.  What did He think about it?  I came across a blog on the topic that has me thinking.  If I can overlook the origins of Christmas for the redeeming qualities it possesses, perhaps there is some good in Halloween that we can open ourselves to:  opening our doors to our neighbors, sharing our friendship and time to get to know one another and find a common ground.  It doesn't mean that I need to decorate our home in orange and black or a have witch's pot sitting on my television (and really, I think there are a lot of cute Halloween decorations which have these themes, and I am not offended if you do it).  This year, we just might find that for the sake of finding a common reason to hang out with new friends, that donning costumes (that any other day of the year we find appropriate to play in), standing in a booth passing out toys to children of our community and building memories is worth overlooking the origins and history of yet another extraBiblical holiday.  Honestly, I thought I'd have anything to do with Halloween again, but hey, I think it's going to be fun!

Friday, October 25, 2013

A Trip to Kauai, Hawaii!

My dear daughter, Ciara and I went to Hawaii for a medical conference October 12-18.  I learned about pediatric topics in the mornings until 12:30 and she did her homework in the hotel room.

Kauai has beautiful wild cocks roaming all over.  Look close in this pic - you'll see a male and female and a clutch of young ones.

Near our resort was a neat formation of rocks and right off of them sea turtles came in to feed.

We watched two being buffeted about by the waves and feeding near the shore.

Down the road was this lava formation where the water would come up under it and spray out of two holes in the rock bed called "Spouting Horn"

We loved all the different variety of trees.  Around where we live here in Alaska there aren't nearly as many...

This alley of trees is delightful

Our first night in Hawaii

Monday, September 30, 2013

Really...It's been 3 weeks?!

Elly and Josiah are in an art class every Wednesday after school.
For this project they had to draw what they were feeling while listening to music.
This piece is by Elly and I have it now hanging in my office.

This past week was Sukkot (Feast of Tabernacles). 
On Friday the 20th, we had a special "wedding feast" in which Ciara depicted the Bride of Messiah.
She has a great time being the honored person in the meal and did a monologue which we all enjoyed.
Many people, including myself, remembered Princess Diana when we saw Ciara in this dress.

Josiah, in the center back, is playing basketball this fall.  He is loving it.

Frequently Josiah creates things with toys such as legos, pattern blocks, or
whatever materials he has on hand, then he wants me to take pics of him with them like this one.
His hat is from Sukkot.

Sunday, September 8, 2013

Moving bedrooms

After 2 full weeks of lost housework (I was too sick), I was determined today to get some work done.  With a promise of part two of a movie we started last week on Netflix (Neverland), the girls and I set out to get a huge job done by 6 pm, or at least started.  Teenager #2 has been spread out between two bedrooms for probably 6 months, and doesn't seem to like her own bed any longer.  Teenager #1 is being driven crazy by Teenager #2's constant mess in her room (they were sharing the master bedroom in our house).  So, today we started moving her into one space.

First of all, I had to empty my stuff out of the closet in the basement room, so Teenager #2 could use it.  I had most of it done already.  I moved my own stuff to the hall closet.  Secondly I had two corners of Teenager #2's new space full of storage stuff that needed to find new places to be.  Lastly, we had to clean up her mess in both locations so that the move is physically possible.

I learned something about my 14 year old daughter today.  It is something I should have figured out far before now, but it isn't something I ever wanted to accept.  My daughter is unable to organize herself.  She is organizationally handicapped.  She tried today.  Oh yes, she tried, but my little artist is too much like her father - the most she can organize herself to do is a small project and its finite details.  That could be making a castle out of Ensure cans, or knitting a hat, or cooking a meal...  However, when it comes to looking at a huge mess and figuring out a plan to make the mess into an organized functional living space, it is beyond her.  The best she could do is pick things up and put them in bags and bring them to her new digs.  Everything is mixed together.  She can't find anything and tends to borrow other people's items because hers get lost...  then she will likely lose the borrowed item and so forth.  I found about 4-5 pairs of missing scissors!

I guess it is time to stop beating her up for this wiring that she has been given.  She can't do it.  She would like to be able to do it, but it isn't what she can do at this time.  For now, it is good enough that she got her stuff to her new room in bags.  We can sort those one at a time later, and hopefully I can help her set up a system that will help her to stay more organized, and to be able to keep track of her things better.

It feels good to have accomplished so much, even though it isn't finished.  My body was calling for a nap, but I pushed through it and just kept at what I was doing.  I think tomorrow I will be better off for it, and hopefully a little stronger.

Thursday, September 5, 2013


This is actually a picture from a year ago on Bishop's Beach in Homer.
Life as I knew it came to a screeching halt last week.  On Monday I was at work and started feeling like I was getting a fever.  By the end of the day I was chilling and aching all over.  I didn't stay to finish up my charting.  I knew I had to get home, and I went straight to bed.  I took it a day at a time, thinking I had a virus that had been going through our family.  My right kidney hurt, but it hurts every night since last January - I figured the fever was just settling there.  By Thursday I was totally miserable, coughing, fever 103, not thinking straight, short of breath.  I went to see my colleague at work, Dr F.  He wanted to put me in the hospital with the diagnosis of pyelonephritis.  I wasn't convinced of the diagnosis, but was willing to be treated for it as an outpatient.  The next day I wasn't really improving, but I didn't want to go in the hospital.  I decided to take another antibiotic I had at home in addition to the cipro that Dr F gave me.  It started helping.  I called another colleague and asked her to order some tests - including a chest x ray - and asked for an inhaler and a different antibiotic (I didn't have enough of the second one I'd added).  The chest xray showed left lobe pneumonia.  The new antibiotic was doing the trick by Sunday.  No fevers since Monday.  I hope to return to work tomorrow.