All I could do when I awoke Friday morning to the images unfolding in front of me on the news of a tragedy worlds away was to hold my family close and pray that those in the affected area will make it out safe. For those that are not able to survive I prayed that their passing was quick and that they found peace with their maker. I prayed that the loved ones left behind both near and far would be able to find the answers they need to stop the cruel wait of wondering and searching. That they can find some kind of calm in knowing what happened. For those that are trapped, awaiting assistance, I prayed that their rescuers move swiftly and safely. I prayed for anyone, everyone, that were experiencing the far reaching tragedy of these events.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Mardi Gras memory (circa 2004)....
Since I currently do no have the energy needed to keep up with the carnival spirit of New Orleans on this fabulously festive day, I will instead share with you one of my favorite memories of when I didn't listen to my gut and took children into the city for a parade. I hope you laugh almost as much as I did. And if you don't...well, maybe what you need is a Hurricane (the Pat O'Brien's kind) some beads and a little time spent negotiating with a toddler's bladder!
Enjoy.....
Enjoy.....
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