We don't watch TV in our house in the morning. It's just too much. After I dropped the kids off at school, I went to pick up Ted so we could meet with our attorney. Chewie was with us and charmed everyone, of course. After that, I picked up Rauan from school and he starts telling me about a plane flew into a building and the principal wanted us to pray for them. And Rauan, being Rauan, started asking a million questions. I explained it to him best I could and also tried to bring our faith into it as far as that we pray for everyone so that God helps them find a good path and we ask God to forgive them. It's hard in some ways because Rauan is Kazakh and the majority of native Kaz are Islamic. I know that that might come up in the future and how do we explain it? Madison, as a whole, I think is more tolerate then most--but what do you say that just a few radicals caused this horrible tragedy. And, in my personal opinion, it's not a religious reason, it's a power reason. Religion isn't(or shouldn't) be about power--it should be about love, gentleness, forgiveness and treating your fellow human (and all God's creatures) considerately. It's hard. Rauan is so intelligent and asked questions that I simply couldn't answer-the biggest one being "why?"
I saw this on Elizabeth's blog. For me since 9/11 life sure has changed. At the time we suspected, but did not know about the infertility. Little did I know that in a little over a year's time, we would be in the paper chasing for a baby from Russia and I would be attempting to conquer my fear of flying. Little did I know that so I would be gobbling up information on clefts and amniotic banding. Little did I know that I would leave the field of dialysis and enter into the wonderful world of pediatrics. Nor did I know that my father's lymphoma would come out of remission and in July of 2007 we would be sending him home to God. Nor did I know that I would be travelling to two different countries I had never heard of and bring home 2 wonderful little boys (who are currently napping!!). Little did I suspect I would become a hockey mom and a figure skating mom and start to plan my life around sports. That one I never would have guess!!! Seven years. Seven years and I still live in the same house and I'm still married to my best friend who I love more then ever. Seven years and the family of 2 (plus furbabies) became the family of 5--still with furbabies. 9/11. A day full of tears for the loss of life and a belief that we were immune but also a day to rejoice in the wonderful changes in our lives.
On another note--cheaper to replace the dishwasher then to repair it. Thank goodness--no interest for 18 months at American TV! Yeah--this family of 5--that likes to eat well!!--needs a dishwasher. Ok it's really time for me to go back to work. I'm home, things break. What's that all about???
Hug your families!