A Day In The Life of The Haiti Lady: A Little More Time

Friday, May 09, 2008

A Little More Time

Well, with my schedule and getting back to Kiwanis group so late in the game, Peggy found someone else to speak on the 13th of May. I am signed up for June and see it as a great God thing. I want to put together a quick power point photo show etc and get in my head the intelligent things I would like to say, so this gives me more time to do that! I know if I don't have a pointed conversation I will meander on about Haiti, not making sense to anyone but me since I have been there, so I have time to plan..YEAH!

I am working Cage Fights Saturday 10th so I am excited for that. Pray that no one gets hurt to bad and I am able to care for them the best way I can and that things go well for all the fighters! I am taking a couple of old friends as well as their oldest son to see the show and will have my friend Jenn in place of my brother to help out ringside....I know she likes to help, but I think she likes the scenery as well....hehe

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We Are Responsible

We are responsible for children who put chocolate fingers everywhere,
who like to be tickled,
who stomp in puddles and ruin their pants,
who sneak Popsicles before supper,
who erase holes in math workbooks,
who can never find their shoes.
And we are responsible for those who stare at photographers from behind barbed wires,
who can't bound down the street in a new pair of sneakers, who never "counted potatoes",
who are born in places we wouldn't be caught dead,
who never got to the circus,
who live in an x-rated world.
We are responsible for children
who give us sticky kisses and fistfuls of dandelions,
who sleep with the dog and bury goldfish,
who hug us in a hurry and forget their lunch money,
who cover themselves with Band-Aids and sing off-key,
who squeeze toothpaste all over the sink,
who slurp their soup.
And we are responsible for those who never get dessert,
who have no safe blanket to drag behind them,
who watch their parents watch them die,
who can't find any bread to steal,
who don't have any rooms to clean up,
whose pictures aren't on anybody's dresser,
whose monsters are real.
We are responsible for children who spend all their allowance before Tuesday,
who throw tantrums in the grocery store and pick at their food,
who like ghost stories,
who shove dirty clothes under the bed ,
and never rinse the tub,
who get visits from the tooth fairy,
who don't like to be kissed in front of the carpool,
who squirm in church and scream in the phone,
whose tears we sometimes laugh at and
whose smiles can make us cry.
And we are responsible for those whose nightmares come in the daytime,
who will eat anything,
who have never seen a dentist,
who aren't spoiled by anybody,
who go to bed hungry and cry themselves to sleep,
who live and move, but have no being.
We are responsible for children who want to be carried, and for those who must be...
For those we never give up on,
and for those who don't get a second chance.
For those we smother... and for those who will grab the hand of anybody kind enough to offer it.
~Ina Hughes