It's been a year.

Can you believe it has been a year since we first saw this sweet face?

So I'm watching Oprah. I won't lie I have always liked her show. I watched her when I was a kid and still watch her when I can (which is rare).

Twenty three years ago she had a panel of white supremesists on. I saw that episode, I was 11 years old. Oprah had decided that she would not allow her show to be a platform for hatred again so I was a little surprised that two of those men appeared on her show again today.

They had come to their senses and realized they were wrong for preaching and feeling such hatred. One of the men had changed his mind after he recruited a group of white supremecists who ended up killing an Ethiopian man in Portland, OR. It really struck me-for obvious reasons but especially for me to see it today. Right now EOR is working it's magic in Portland to improve the lives of children in Ethiopia. I'm not really sure where I"m going with this but the contrast struck me.

Mother's Day

Mother's day was much different this year. No sobbing hysterically. No pretending the day didn't exist. We woke up at 8:30 a.m. to a dancing doodle. You can always tell when he has gotten enough sleep because he wakes up so happy. I was informed the day before that there would be no pancakes for breakfast- generally this is mandatory on weekends. I had a piece of cold pizza which the boy immediately saw and insisted on eating. I was glad in the long run. Joel took me to the Fawcett Center on campus for brunch. It was nice not to have to wait in line or wait on food to arrive. It nearly turned into a party of 5 when two servers started gushing over T and it seemed like they weren't going to leave. We came home and took a nap. Then spent the afternoon walking around outside of the FPC and feeding the ducks. It was a pretty perfect day.

Saturday

Birthmother's day is on Saturday. Oh how I wish I could send her a card and some flowers. I wish I could tell her that Tesfa is amazing and that we love him so much. I wish she could see him dance and laugh. I wish our family photo wasn't missing someone. I wish I could make sure that she was ok. But I can't.

The only way I could think of to honor her is to donate to a charity that does all it can to help the people of Ethiopia. So in addition to my monthly donation to EOR I just sent a little extra in her honor.

For some reason I can't get the link feature to work (again) if you want to donate go to: ethiopianorphanrelief.org You can also click on the photo in my sidebar of the two little girls and it will take you to EOR's website.