We were in the MCL parking lot heading for our Monday lunch date after preschool. Collin knows when we are in the parking lot that he has to "touch the car" if he's not holding my hand. Six years of accident investigation has made me EXTREMELY paranoid of children and parking lots! I have also explained not to touch the edges of the doors but I was in a rush and not paying close attention. Just as I looked back I saw the sliding door close and little fingers bending in the crack. Poor Collin's face said it all. His eyes were wide open as he tried pulling his hand out and then the tears started. Luckily I was able to think straight enough to open the door back up quickly and his little fingers were free!! Poor little guy was balling and of course I wanted to cry too!! Luckily, as a child I had fingers and hands closed in lots of doors and never managed to break anything so I figured he was going to be okay...and he was after about a minute of crying. Then the mom guilt set in!! It will probably take days for me to get over it-LOL!! Poor Collin!
My soapbox about the Advent Conspiracy
I came across this video on another blog. I have to admit I only looked at it for entertainment value. I assumed with a title like that, it had to be some wacko conspiracy theory and who doesn't need a good laugh. Suprisingly enough it really touched me and made me think. It didn't grab my interest because of it's religious value, because that's not really my thing. I am not the type of person that flaunts religion or believes in pushing your beliefs onto others. It touched me because of it's human value and because it shows me how quickly I forget.
When we were in Guatemala it was truly a life changing experience for a myriad of reasons, only one of which was bringing home a baby! We saw poverty that we could never imagine in this country. I remember thinking when I was there that despite all of the stress of the situation, I was more at peace than I had ever felt in my life. Among other things, there was no pressure to have more...there was nothing to have. People just lived their lives. Families worked together, lived together in cramped housing-if they had a roof over their heads at all-and they were happy! We were forced to enjoy eachother without our "creature comforts" and I loved it. I now remember hoping that once we got home, I would never lose that idea that we don't really need much at all. I realized our society makes us think we need more but we really don't. And after watching the video it makes me realize that I have failed miserably.
I had made up my mind that in order to honor my new found attitude and our sons heritage, we would sponsor a Guatemalan family every year so that they could have food and heat and their children could go to school-things we take for granted on a daily basis. For some reason I can never seem to find the money to do that- BUT- I can find the money to buy coffee every day, sometimes several times a day, Collin will see a room full of gifts on Christmas morning, I can go out to eat, I can do whatever I want for the most part. My priorities have gone right back to where they were before I experienced Guatemala and it makes me sad. That is the reason that I am posting the video in a permenant spot on the blog, so that I am constantly reminded, not only during Christmas but all year to give PRESENCE to my friends and family not PRESENTS and to give back to something that I feel very strongly about. I don't write this to push Guatemalan charity or any charity but to encourage anyone reading this to slow down and take a look at your life and see what means the most to you and see where it takes you.
