i went back to an IDP camp that i had visited yesterday in order to get some coordinates. it felt cool today- we thought it was going to rain- but no according to the nationals, because it's not time yet. we get the coordinates and this one camp has a special place to me. i know these people need help. i see their beds, i see them cooking- i've held their babies and have played with their children. and most of them only had bedsheets as their protection.
later tonight, it rained really hard. there was so much commotion- apparently, it rained so hard that there were mudslides and people were running out of downtown Grand Goave. you just don't know what to do in cases like this. but pray. so, please remember them in the rainy season.
also, please remember Chile and the pacific. SP has sent a team to Chile. A good friend of mine is on that deployment team that was sent from Bolivia. we have much to do.
patty
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
mango hunting
so, it's been awhile since i've posted. i don't even remember where i left off. i've been here about 3 weeks, which makes me an expert- or something like that so we joke here.
so, i guess i haven't explained in depth what i'm doing. i lead the assessment team which means i go into certain IDP camps and do kind of a macro assessment of the camp. first, are they really living there or do they unfortunately just want resources- and form what we call ghost camps. where they just make flags vs. the people who are forced to truly live in certain camps. so, i have a team that i have do individual assessments of people in villages. before they go in though, i get to do a macro assessment of the entire camp.
so last week, i'm walking with my translator and we get to the highway and i was planning on going to the camp next to the market. on the way there, some guys come up and say, "sam-ar-e-tan! please come to our camp". i kind of felt bothered, thinking, can't you see that i'm on my way to another camp? but i told them that i would come back and see them.
i went back up to the market camp. and did indeed come back and see this other camp on my way back. they greeted me- and i gave them my "talk" of why i was there. how i can't make any promises- but how i am here to collect information. they showed me around in their shelters which consisted of sheets, which did not protect them from the rain- their beds which were made of concrete blocks from the rubble with a sheet over it. then at the end of my assessment, they told me- "you are a gift from God. we have been praying for you to come". i had to hold back tears as i thanked them for taking the time to show me around and for talking to me. i have done many assessments and none of them have hit me like that one did. they didn't have tarp, latrines, or water close, yet i was an answer to their prayer.
that kind of shook me up. in a good way though.
on a good note, i learned how to drive an ATV. i had to drop off some paper for my staff- and it was a short way and we didn't have any vehicles left, so a co-worker taught me how to drive in a short amount of time, but it was similar to a motorcycle, so i learned quickly. and now- my life is complete. it was so much fun! i drove me and chip back and i think the haitians freaked out. they aren't used to seeing a woman drive a man around. that day- wednesday, we also just decided to take a quick trip to the beach around 5- for a breather.
on the way back from the beach, we decided to go to the river where we wash the vehicles. we went the back way down this steep bank and i see a duck and some babies. elijah was about to run them over- so i yelled stop! don't run over the ducks! and i said, "i'm going to shoo them". they kept saying, "are you really?" so i got out and started to shoo them away before i realised...."i....am standing in a landfill". definitely grossed out. but i shooed the ducks away and saved their lives and returned to a truck full of laughing co-workers.
i am blessed to be in a place where i am surrounded by mango trees. i heart mangoes. well, at about 8 that night, i mentioned to my friend/co-worker andrew how much i wanted a mango- let's go mango hunting i said. a couple of days before, i had been craving a mango. i asked him then if he would get me a mango - "how am i going to get a mango at night? you can't tell which is ripe?" so, i gave up, but he surprised me and got me one anyway (how in the world do i get blessed with the most amazing friends? no clue). so, wed. night i ask him to teach me how to mango hunt. so, we take our headlamps and a huge pvc pipe and he starts knocking them down while i catch them. they turned out pretty good! and it made me really happy.
so, lots of firsts, lots of fun times too. more to come....
patty
so, i guess i haven't explained in depth what i'm doing. i lead the assessment team which means i go into certain IDP camps and do kind of a macro assessment of the camp. first, are they really living there or do they unfortunately just want resources- and form what we call ghost camps. where they just make flags vs. the people who are forced to truly live in certain camps. so, i have a team that i have do individual assessments of people in villages. before they go in though, i get to do a macro assessment of the entire camp.
so last week, i'm walking with my translator and we get to the highway and i was planning on going to the camp next to the market. on the way there, some guys come up and say, "sam-ar-e-tan! please come to our camp". i kind of felt bothered, thinking, can't you see that i'm on my way to another camp? but i told them that i would come back and see them.
i went back up to the market camp. and did indeed come back and see this other camp on my way back. they greeted me- and i gave them my "talk" of why i was there. how i can't make any promises- but how i am here to collect information. they showed me around in their shelters which consisted of sheets, which did not protect them from the rain- their beds which were made of concrete blocks from the rubble with a sheet over it. then at the end of my assessment, they told me- "you are a gift from God. we have been praying for you to come". i had to hold back tears as i thanked them for taking the time to show me around and for talking to me. i have done many assessments and none of them have hit me like that one did. they didn't have tarp, latrines, or water close, yet i was an answer to their prayer.
that kind of shook me up. in a good way though.
on a good note, i learned how to drive an ATV. i had to drop off some paper for my staff- and it was a short way and we didn't have any vehicles left, so a co-worker taught me how to drive in a short amount of time, but it was similar to a motorcycle, so i learned quickly. and now- my life is complete. it was so much fun! i drove me and chip back and i think the haitians freaked out. they aren't used to seeing a woman drive a man around. that day- wednesday, we also just decided to take a quick trip to the beach around 5- for a breather.
on the way back from the beach, we decided to go to the river where we wash the vehicles. we went the back way down this steep bank and i see a duck and some babies. elijah was about to run them over- so i yelled stop! don't run over the ducks! and i said, "i'm going to shoo them". they kept saying, "are you really?" so i got out and started to shoo them away before i realised...."i....am standing in a landfill". definitely grossed out. but i shooed the ducks away and saved their lives and returned to a truck full of laughing co-workers.
i am blessed to be in a place where i am surrounded by mango trees. i heart mangoes. well, at about 8 that night, i mentioned to my friend/co-worker andrew how much i wanted a mango- let's go mango hunting i said. a couple of days before, i had been craving a mango. i asked him then if he would get me a mango - "how am i going to get a mango at night? you can't tell which is ripe?" so, i gave up, but he surprised me and got me one anyway (how in the world do i get blessed with the most amazing friends? no clue). so, wed. night i ask him to teach me how to mango hunt. so, we take our headlamps and a huge pvc pipe and he starts knocking them down while i catch them. they turned out pretty good! and it made me really happy.
so, lots of firsts, lots of fun times too. more to come....
patty
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
shell searching on V-day
i can't believe i've been here ten days. it's odd- time goes by really fast, yet SO SO slow at the same time. last week, a co-worker and i went for a walk to visit some people she met- as she was leaving. we met this man, Pastor Luke and his family who live down the road from us. he showed us around his house- the damage and his rebuilding phrase. he was proud of how well it was rebuilding. and rightly so. we got to meet his wife, children and grandchildren. it was a really great experience.
i live in a place where we feel lots of tremors (aftershocks). my earthquake trivia has increased about 343% since i've been here. i've learned that it's good to have tremors after an earthquake- it gives the earth the opportunity to let out pressure, so that there won't be a greater shock in the future. well, 2 nights ago- we had the worst one any of us had felt yet and we feel about 2-3 a day. it rocked for a while. however, it was a lesson in earthquake management. some us of moved from secure places into open areas that may not have been as secure. i kind of just grabbed my mattress and had my eyes open really big- couldn't even scream or anything, much less move. we laughed about it shortly after- how we didn't move (although was a bigger tremor- it still wasn't THAT bad). however, the next day, i ran into julihomme. now, julihomme is one of my favourite nationals on the compound. he speaks english, french, creole (which is what they speak in haiti-TOTALLY different from French), spanish and korean. i speak 3 of those, so we definitely get along. i remember asking him that next morning, "how did you sleep julihomme?" "not well" was his answer. "why not?" i asked back. he replied, "the earth was moving. i could not sleep. i had to sleep on the porch". and my heart broke. yeah- it was maybe 2 seconds where i was a little scared, but i knew there would be tremors. in that moment- i could not imagine what he went through the day of the earthquake over a month ago now. please pray for peace for those who went through the quakes as they still are reminded of what happened that day everyday.
i'm getting to know the staff and hearing their stories- adam- who lost his fiance'-the woman he loved and wanted to spend the rest of his life with. pierre- who survived when 6 of those he loved did not make it. to see fear in their eyes when the ground moves. i can't even explain it. these aren't some people i watch on tv- these are people i talk to every day.
there was a day of mourning on one month anniversary of the quake- we stayed in and did office work- as there is always work to be done. there was also another 2 days of prayer and fasting that the gov't called for in the morning hours. wow!
sunday some of the staff took a much needed break to the beach on our only day off after church. i went walking for some shells with some co-workers and we ate some MREs and just sat on the beach, listening to the waves and talking, enjoying each others company.
last night, it rained for the first time since i've been here. i usually love the rain. there's something cleansing about the rain. but this time it was different. SP has been handing out tarp to people as shelter. we've been running low and having difficulty getting supplies off the barge. so, you see many people with sheets as their shelter. those people were the first people i thought of when it started raining. a co-worker looked at me and just said, 'uh oh. rainy season may be starting early'. and there are still so many people who still need shelter.
i guess to go off onto a better subject to end my this post on- some people have told me that they're praying for me. i really do appreciate it and wish i could tell you stories of how i KNOW that i'm being prayed for. moments where i was safe when i shouldn't be- moments where my members of my team were safe when they shouldn't have been. stories where things worked out that shouldn't have and things showed up when they shouldn't have either. so, know that i mean it when i say thank you, thank you! merci!
i guess that's all for now!
patty
i live in a place where we feel lots of tremors (aftershocks). my earthquake trivia has increased about 343% since i've been here. i've learned that it's good to have tremors after an earthquake- it gives the earth the opportunity to let out pressure, so that there won't be a greater shock in the future. well, 2 nights ago- we had the worst one any of us had felt yet and we feel about 2-3 a day. it rocked for a while. however, it was a lesson in earthquake management. some us of moved from secure places into open areas that may not have been as secure. i kind of just grabbed my mattress and had my eyes open really big- couldn't even scream or anything, much less move. we laughed about it shortly after- how we didn't move (although was a bigger tremor- it still wasn't THAT bad). however, the next day, i ran into julihomme. now, julihomme is one of my favourite nationals on the compound. he speaks english, french, creole (which is what they speak in haiti-TOTALLY different from French), spanish and korean. i speak 3 of those, so we definitely get along. i remember asking him that next morning, "how did you sleep julihomme?" "not well" was his answer. "why not?" i asked back. he replied, "the earth was moving. i could not sleep. i had to sleep on the porch". and my heart broke. yeah- it was maybe 2 seconds where i was a little scared, but i knew there would be tremors. in that moment- i could not imagine what he went through the day of the earthquake over a month ago now. please pray for peace for those who went through the quakes as they still are reminded of what happened that day everyday.
i'm getting to know the staff and hearing their stories- adam- who lost his fiance'-the woman he loved and wanted to spend the rest of his life with. pierre- who survived when 6 of those he loved did not make it. to see fear in their eyes when the ground moves. i can't even explain it. these aren't some people i watch on tv- these are people i talk to every day.
there was a day of mourning on one month anniversary of the quake- we stayed in and did office work- as there is always work to be done. there was also another 2 days of prayer and fasting that the gov't called for in the morning hours. wow!
sunday some of the staff took a much needed break to the beach on our only day off after church. i went walking for some shells with some co-workers and we ate some MREs and just sat on the beach, listening to the waves and talking, enjoying each others company.
last night, it rained for the first time since i've been here. i usually love the rain. there's something cleansing about the rain. but this time it was different. SP has been handing out tarp to people as shelter. we've been running low and having difficulty getting supplies off the barge. so, you see many people with sheets as their shelter. those people were the first people i thought of when it started raining. a co-worker looked at me and just said, 'uh oh. rainy season may be starting early'. and there are still so many people who still need shelter.
i guess to go off onto a better subject to end my this post on- some people have told me that they're praying for me. i really do appreciate it and wish i could tell you stories of how i KNOW that i'm being prayed for. moments where i was safe when i shouldn't be- moments where my members of my team were safe when they shouldn't have been. stories where things worked out that shouldn't have and things showed up when they shouldn't have either. so, know that i mean it when i say thank you, thank you! merci!
i guess that's all for now!
patty
Thursday, February 11, 2010
...hope doesn't disappoint
i have lived amongst poverty. i have seen people die from a lack of basic human services. but i haven't seen destruction of this level in my life. even the acting country director who has responded to all of the major disasters in the past 15 years says that this is the worst he has ever seen.
yesterday was the first day i drove out to a town called leogane. they say about 80% of it was devastated. it's true. nothing on TV could ever do it justice. i saw tall buildings made of concrete flattened on the ground. no one had a chance if they were there- there's no way. flat as pancakes. the camps that were set up- with just hundreds and hundreds of people- who had what little they had taken away from them. my heart broke as we drove past these buildings and onto our own compound. last night- i was talking with a co-worker, Flor who was just talking about how depressed she was when she saw that. her heart broke too- we both kind of got discouraged- feeling as though no matter what we did- wasn't going to be good enough.
today, i got to go back to leogane and another co-worker ian and i worked on building 2 latrines- 6 stalls each. i don't know what it is- but i love being in latrine pits- only when not filled of course- but some may find this quite odd. :) i also learned how to cut a coconut. but i don't think haitians are used to seeing a mid-20 something year old woman putting up latrines- it caused quite a crowd to form.
we ran into some logistical issues- but we got 12 total stalls done on our site and i think another 12 stalls done on another site. we're slowly getting things up and this village came out to see what was going on. it's nice that we can provide them something tangible in these camps where there are hundreds of people and no bathroom. the days are exhausting. we usually have about 12 hour days- starting at 6:30 and fully coming to an end after our team meeting about 7:30 every night.
we feel tremors sometimes and it can get kind of scary if you let it- but i'm a part of an awesome team that doesn't let it do so. and we were talking in devotions tonight (we have devotions every night) and we were talking about how sometimes we can get fearful if we let it and one guy mentioned Psalm 23 in the NLT which begins with "The Lord is my shepherd. I have all that I need". how is it that some Haitians who have been through disaster understand that better than I do?
in the midst of disaster, there are glimpses of beauty and of hope. in the midst of a collapsed building, there grows a beautiful flower. in the middle of an IDP camp full of hundreds of people, you hear children laughing. i truly, truly believe that haiti will grow to be better than it once was before. i think of romans 5:5-which says- hope does not disappoint.
i know that we as humans tend to live in a way- where if it's out of sight, out of mind. but please don't forget about haiti, the people, and those who are working here. we felt tremors last night and today they still come every other day if not daily- up here at the sub-base where we are. it is quite a weird feeling when you feel the earth move-especially when it triggers such bad memories for those who are still here, when fear runs through your mind that there is a possibility that something can happen. even during distributions our staff have faced many obstacles and safety concerns in an attempt to get food out to a people who are desperate for basic needs such as food and water- who can blame them?
so, yes, please continue to pray for the people of Haiti, those who lost their loved ones- which includes so many people, for continued strength and guidance for ALL relief workers here, not just SP and most importantly for a renewed sense of hope....in all of us.
love,
Patty
yesterday was the first day i drove out to a town called leogane. they say about 80% of it was devastated. it's true. nothing on TV could ever do it justice. i saw tall buildings made of concrete flattened on the ground. no one had a chance if they were there- there's no way. flat as pancakes. the camps that were set up- with just hundreds and hundreds of people- who had what little they had taken away from them. my heart broke as we drove past these buildings and onto our own compound. last night- i was talking with a co-worker, Flor who was just talking about how depressed she was when she saw that. her heart broke too- we both kind of got discouraged- feeling as though no matter what we did- wasn't going to be good enough.
today, i got to go back to leogane and another co-worker ian and i worked on building 2 latrines- 6 stalls each. i don't know what it is- but i love being in latrine pits- only when not filled of course- but some may find this quite odd. :) i also learned how to cut a coconut. but i don't think haitians are used to seeing a mid-20 something year old woman putting up latrines- it caused quite a crowd to form.
we ran into some logistical issues- but we got 12 total stalls done on our site and i think another 12 stalls done on another site. we're slowly getting things up and this village came out to see what was going on. it's nice that we can provide them something tangible in these camps where there are hundreds of people and no bathroom. the days are exhausting. we usually have about 12 hour days- starting at 6:30 and fully coming to an end after our team meeting about 7:30 every night.
we feel tremors sometimes and it can get kind of scary if you let it- but i'm a part of an awesome team that doesn't let it do so. and we were talking in devotions tonight (we have devotions every night) and we were talking about how sometimes we can get fearful if we let it and one guy mentioned Psalm 23 in the NLT which begins with "The Lord is my shepherd. I have all that I need". how is it that some Haitians who have been through disaster understand that better than I do?
in the midst of disaster, there are glimpses of beauty and of hope. in the midst of a collapsed building, there grows a beautiful flower. in the middle of an IDP camp full of hundreds of people, you hear children laughing. i truly, truly believe that haiti will grow to be better than it once was before. i think of romans 5:5-which says- hope does not disappoint.
i know that we as humans tend to live in a way- where if it's out of sight, out of mind. but please don't forget about haiti, the people, and those who are working here. we felt tremors last night and today they still come every other day if not daily- up here at the sub-base where we are. it is quite a weird feeling when you feel the earth move-especially when it triggers such bad memories for those who are still here, when fear runs through your mind that there is a possibility that something can happen. even during distributions our staff have faced many obstacles and safety concerns in an attempt to get food out to a people who are desperate for basic needs such as food and water- who can blame them?
so, yes, please continue to pray for the people of Haiti, those who lost their loved ones- which includes so many people, for continued strength and guidance for ALL relief workers here, not just SP and most importantly for a renewed sense of hope....in all of us.
love,
Patty
Monday, February 8, 2010
...and it begins
i made it into haiti today. we stopped in turks and corcas (sp?). a very beautiful island. we stayed there about an hour and made it into port au prince. coming in was kind of surreal. a lot of the flat out destruction has been cleaned up. though you do still see heaps of rubble on the side of the road and you don't know where it came from exactly.
coming out of the airport, it reminded me a lot of Liberia but a little more intense- it's really loud- people in a hurry to grab your bags so they can make money- but they are all competing, so they all want money. right when someone tried to grab our bags- melissa said, "and it starts" right when i said, "and so it begins". i think we were right. it turns out that working in an organization, it becomes a small world- there's a girl here who left Liberia about 6 weeks before I went- so i already felt like i know her and other friends of friends along with people i went to orientation with. it makes it an easier transition when that happens.
so, yesterday (when i actually started writing this) was quite the first day. we made it in and the compound is really a lot nicer than i thought it would be. except....for the bathroom. don't get me wrong, this is my 18th country, i've used latrines before, i've bush squated before (probably TMI) but i have never smelled anything like this. it was rancid mixed with asinine. so, my friend, flor and i decided that we were going to bleach these bathrooms. we find some bleach in logistics and go to town. literally, our eyes are burning and i'm yelling at flor that we have to get out and breathe. flor is salvadorian, which makes it hilariously funny. i tell her i'm going to get some paper towels and all she can say is, "please do. in case i die" and to explain how horrible this smell is- flor has also used latrines in sudan, myanmar, lots of places- so it wasn't just me. but oh, flor made me laugh- saying how it was impossible. so i said, "Flor, nothing is impossible with God" and flor said, "yes. God, please give us mercy" which made me laugh harder.
so, i guess onto something more serious, but you have to have some fun right? well, it's been interesting. we were supposed to leave for the sub-base where they really need our help today- but transportation issues happened, so we're leaving tomorrow. i'm excited to go. i've done some organizational stuff here in the past two days- which isn't bad. you need organization on the main base- but i am ready to be out there and stuff.
thanks to all for your prayers: please continue to do so. i know that with all people- it's kind of out of sight, out of mind, but please don't forget about the people of Haiti. people are just so desperate and rightly so. all they want is food but we have seen that despearation- and i can't go into all of the details- but just know that those who are doing distributions can use your prayers. the staff here quickly, quickly become family. you work with them, eat with them, sleep beside them, and laugh with them too- so, their safety means more than just, "O God, please be with the relief workers in Haiti".
also, when i leave tomorrow, we're going to a place that got hit pretty bad. supposedly, they still have tremors. people have become used to them. pray that we can be used to bring some relief to the pain that they have experienced while we're there.
love you all!
patty
coming out of the airport, it reminded me a lot of Liberia but a little more intense- it's really loud- people in a hurry to grab your bags so they can make money- but they are all competing, so they all want money. right when someone tried to grab our bags- melissa said, "and it starts" right when i said, "and so it begins". i think we were right. it turns out that working in an organization, it becomes a small world- there's a girl here who left Liberia about 6 weeks before I went- so i already felt like i know her and other friends of friends along with people i went to orientation with. it makes it an easier transition when that happens.
so, yesterday (when i actually started writing this) was quite the first day. we made it in and the compound is really a lot nicer than i thought it would be. except....for the bathroom. don't get me wrong, this is my 18th country, i've used latrines before, i've bush squated before (probably TMI) but i have never smelled anything like this. it was rancid mixed with asinine. so, my friend, flor and i decided that we were going to bleach these bathrooms. we find some bleach in logistics and go to town. literally, our eyes are burning and i'm yelling at flor that we have to get out and breathe. flor is salvadorian, which makes it hilariously funny. i tell her i'm going to get some paper towels and all she can say is, "please do. in case i die" and to explain how horrible this smell is- flor has also used latrines in sudan, myanmar, lots of places- so it wasn't just me. but oh, flor made me laugh- saying how it was impossible. so i said, "Flor, nothing is impossible with God" and flor said, "yes. God, please give us mercy" which made me laugh harder.
so, i guess onto something more serious, but you have to have some fun right? well, it's been interesting. we were supposed to leave for the sub-base where they really need our help today- but transportation issues happened, so we're leaving tomorrow. i'm excited to go. i've done some organizational stuff here in the past two days- which isn't bad. you need organization on the main base- but i am ready to be out there and stuff.
thanks to all for your prayers: please continue to do so. i know that with all people- it's kind of out of sight, out of mind, but please don't forget about the people of Haiti. people are just so desperate and rightly so. all they want is food but we have seen that despearation- and i can't go into all of the details- but just know that those who are doing distributions can use your prayers. the staff here quickly, quickly become family. you work with them, eat with them, sleep beside them, and laugh with them too- so, their safety means more than just, "O God, please be with the relief workers in Haiti".
also, when i leave tomorrow, we're going to a place that got hit pretty bad. supposedly, they still have tremors. people have become used to them. pray that we can be used to bring some relief to the pain that they have experienced while we're there.
love you all!
patty
Sunday, February 7, 2010
it's about to begin....
hello all! so, i guess, i can start this off by saying what i'm doing. i'm currently in florida, getting ready to leave for haiti tomorrow. i have the amazing opportunity to work with SP once again, doing logistics for a month as of now.
i really love this organization and am really blessed and so grateful to have this opportunity. tonight, the team had dinner and our team leader here, richard, read from acts 11:27-29. this is what it says.
27 During this time some prophets traveled from Jerusalem to Antioch. 28 One of them named Agabus stood up in one of the meetings and predicted by the Spirit that a great famine was coming upon the entire Roman world. (This was fulfilled during the reign of Claudius.) 29 So the believers in Antioch decided to send relief to the brothers and sisters[h] in Judea, everyone giving as much as they could.
what he said was so good. he said the believers in Antioch decided to "send relief" and each "gave to the best of his ability". that's what we're doing and what a word. sometimes, even if you have enough degrees or whatnot, when you're surrounded by amazing people, it is easy to feel inadequate and insecure. and Richard just simply stated, do what you can each to your ability. and that's the thing- we ALL can do something- each to the best of our ability.
well, i'm off to get ready for bed. i know this is exactly where i'm supposed to be and i'm ready to hit the ground running! stay tuned as the stories are sure to come.
patty
i really love this organization and am really blessed and so grateful to have this opportunity. tonight, the team had dinner and our team leader here, richard, read from acts 11:27-29. this is what it says.
27 During this time some prophets traveled from Jerusalem to Antioch. 28 One of them named Agabus stood up in one of the meetings and predicted by the Spirit that a great famine was coming upon the entire Roman world. (This was fulfilled during the reign of Claudius.) 29 So the believers in Antioch decided to send relief to the brothers and sisters[h] in Judea, everyone giving as much as they could.
what he said was so good. he said the believers in Antioch decided to "send relief" and each "gave to the best of his ability". that's what we're doing and what a word. sometimes, even if you have enough degrees or whatnot, when you're surrounded by amazing people, it is easy to feel inadequate and insecure. and Richard just simply stated, do what you can each to your ability. and that's the thing- we ALL can do something- each to the best of our ability.
well, i'm off to get ready for bed. i know this is exactly where i'm supposed to be and i'm ready to hit the ground running! stay tuned as the stories are sure to come.
patty
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