hopeful

((yes, I randomly found this image online.))

Sometimes when I'm driving ((well... not me... someone else is always driving. I'm not yet legal)) down the road and stop at stoplights or stop signs, I glance into the car next to me. I wonder where that person is going. I wonder if they've just received bad news or if they are hurrying to get home to see their family. I wonder if they believe in God. I wonder if they pray. Sometimes sitting there I'll pray for that person, their family.
I also wonder if they have hope. ((note the picture!)) I wonder if that person in the car next to me believe that nothing good will ever come out of life. I wonder if they have hope to take another step or if they'll fall.
Sometimes I pray that they'll have the strength to take the next step, to talk to the person they need to talk to, or place their trust in God, or realize that they've been wrong. I don't care if that person wants the prayer or not... I just pray.

Am I weird? Yeah, probably, but it helps me to realize that there are so many people and so many problems in this world.

Do you have hope? Do you know that things will eventually turn out alright? Or at least semi-okay? Do you know that you have hope in Christ? I hope every person who reads this knows that.

((off topic))
One of my really good friends got baptized today! I'm so proud of him! He's changed so much from January until now. Maybe coming here wasn't such a bad thing for him after all. x]

waiting...

What are you waiting for? A call from someone? Your situation to change? What if those things don't happen? What if that call never comes, your situation never changes, your loved one doesn't come back? What then? What are you waiting for?
Many times Americans don't have patience. We expect things here and now (why else were microwaves invented?) and we refuse to take "no" as an answer for anything. We can't believe that the subway was delayed for even a second because we woke up late, got to the station late, and now we are going to be late for work.
Did the thought of patience ever cross your mind? Or maybe the fact that there is something bigger than you out there? Did prayer ever cross your mind? For most of us God is just something we pull out on Sunday mornings, and maybe Wednesday nights. But have you ever noticed that sometimes waiting isn't as hard when you involve God in your waiting process? You ask Him to give your patience and peace. You ask Him to help you to realize that maybe that phone call isn't all that important, or that you can be content in your current situation.
I'm currently waiting for my friends to come back. I'm waiting to see if I can make it out of this. I'm waiting to see if this relationship is worth it. But I'm asking Him for patience. And the strength to keep on going even when I feel like I can't.
So... What are you waiting for?

ugh... the stairs...

so... most of you know that I am a klutz. A major klutz. And I usually have about 1-2 klutzy moments a day. And I got mine in today.
Zack called me upstairs for lunch... and I went to take the stairs two at a time like I normally do, except I kind of missed the step so I went flying into the stairs. At my house we call this "falling up the stairs".

So... you all got to hear about how klutzy I am. x]

25 random things you may not know about ME!

1. I am a twin.
2. I have known my best friend since 5th grade.
3. I know how to knit... and I do it alot.
4. I also know how to crochet!
5. I have gone to NMC since kindergarten (or around there).
6. I am good at keeping secrets. (shhh!)
7. I have only been out of the country once.
8. I have never seen the Pacific Occean.
9. Charleston, South Carolina, is one of my favorite places in the world.
10. My favorite place in the whole entire world is the AGC Baby Center in Ngata, Kenya.
11. I am really good at procrastinating.
12. My only sibling is my twin brother.
13. I've always wanted a sister.
14. I go to a private school.
15. I almost always get 100s on my verse quizzes.
16. I did Bible quizzing for a few years in elementary school.
17. Monster makes me really crazy.
18. I have never had a boyfriend. ((:O, but my dad is happy for that, I'm pretty sure!!))
19. I know the words to many, many songs.
20. I play the violin.
21. I play softball and basketball.
22. I can speak quite a bit of spanish. (but I don't really have the whole understanding part down)
23. My art won two awards in an art show last weekend. (a blue ribbon and a red ribbon!)
24. I like the number 24. :D
25. I just wrote 24 random things about me!

Money earned: $20 yesterday
Money spent: none
Nutty Bars eaten: none (they're 50 cents now!!!)
Coffee consumed: none
Hours listening to music: eh... about two
Tears cried: none (:O)
Hours of studying: a couple
Books read: uno
Friends made: um... none :(
Lessons learned: 3 (softballs are scary) (Mariana's mom's cell phone is evil) (I can have a conversation in spanish with Abbie)

so... this is just a random post. I figured I'd just kind of update...

Not much to say...

Just pretty bored... lol...

-Kaylyn

humbled...

For those of you who go to NMC, you may know Pastor Chris Knight. Chris and his wife have two kids, Brenin and Corbin. Both of them are quizzers this year. Today was quiz finals, and Corbin's team was in the finals, in the quiz for 1st and 2nd in B flight. After question 19 was answered the other coach called a time out and told her quizzers not to jump, because she did not want to mess up their chances of winning. But Eric (the boys' coach) forgot about the -20 for a wrong answer on the last question and the +20 bonus... so he told the boys to go ahead and jump. The question was read, Corbin jumped, and then stood there. After the 30 seconds for him to answer were over, he sat down. The other team got the bonus correct, and won the match. The kids were disappointed... but Corbin had done the right thing. A few other quizzers were also in the room, and one sitting by him had whispered the answer. Corbin did not say anything, even though he already knew the answer, because technically it would have been cheating.

How is that for a humbling experience? I know adults who wouldn't do that... My dad said he deserved Dairy Queen for something like that. They didn't get first place because of that!

I felt bad for him... but he did the right thing.

the weekend...

It's like a breath of fresh air. Finally... time without homework, stress, and lack of sleep (not really. x])

But this past week has just been a mess. You know... all the high school drama of who-likes-whom and who-just-dumped-whom.... yeah... I've got that going on right now. And last night I basically had a panic attack about a history project...

And today I had some major mood swings. Like from uber depressed "life sucks and I want to die" to standing on top of the world and laughing and joking in about five seconds. I don't know what happened to make that happen... but it happened two or three times today in varying degrees. And I was incredibly goofy during softball because that was one of my hyper swings...

This weekend should be pretty good. Quizzing is tomorrow and I'll be doing a bit of quiz mastering/keeping score for Dad. And I will possibly be going to Mariana's house (although that may not work out) for a Saturday/Sunday hang out session. But that probably won't work out because of quizzing.

hmmm.... I really should get some of this hyperness out of my system.

the last 60 hours...

have been a blur....

to start this all off... on Thursday morning I woke up feeling really nasty. I took my temperature and it was just above 102. ((fun, right?)) So my mom told me I could stay home until 11. I went back to bed, slept until 9, took a shower, and skipped off to school. ((yeah right, I was so drugged I could barely see straight)) I kind of floated through school.

Friday morning I woke up with a fever again... but I couldn't stay home, so I went to school armed with DayQuil and Flonase.

Friday night was the last night of the drama, so after we had all of the stuff packed up in the trailer outside FBC we loaded into our cars and made our way to Brandon Puckett's house. I rode with Val and Kristin, two seniors who didn't mind driving me, so we had to drop Val off at her house so she could take some things inside and get her car.
Now Puckett's house is absolutely HUGE!! We go inside and most people are there already... but we get some food and sit around the dining room table and are talking about random stuff. And then somehow we all got shuffled downstairs and half of us were standing in a circle randomly talking... and someone found a hula hoop and a couple people were showing off their mad hula-hooping skills.
And apparently we are not allowed to listen to music... ever... We got in trouble for listening to music... ((but if that one teacher hadn't been there, no one would have cared. it's not like we were moshing or doing anything bad.))
So we decided we would watch a movie. Somehow about 20 of us managed to get in front of Brandon's tv... and we watched "1408". If you don't know... "1408" is an adaptation of a Stephen King book. A wonderful movie to watch on Friday the 13th ((which was a running joke that night)) but it wasn't Friday the 13th for very long while we were watching it. So at about 1 am, after the movie was over, we all got rides home ((I rode home with Lauren and Christen ((different Christen))))
I get home and my mom is watching "How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days". I think this movie is crazy hilarious (and I'm always up for a good chick flick) so I sat down and watched it with her.
I finally went to bed around 2:30 am.

I slept until 2 pm. Then I kind of meandered around the house after taking a shower. ((I think I still have traces of stage makeup on me, though!))

We ((my mom and I)) went to Jamie and Jolinda's around 5:30 to have a reunion with our Kenya team. We had a good time looking through each other's albums and hearing about the babies that have been adopted in the time we've been back in the US ((quite a few have been!!)). I had a good time.

And then there was Sunday school today and all that stuff... and a little bit of homework to finish up...

But this weekend was a blur.

prayer...

Hey... if you guys could pray for my friend, it would be greatly appreciated. On Tuesday he left school early to go home (he actually lives near Indy, but he lives in a group home up here) because his uncle died. We were talking right before he left and he was blaming himself for his uncle's death (well... partially anyway). He isn't in the best mental state to begin with (he's bipolar) and could really use a lot of prayer. He should be back here by Friday... which is good, because I need to talk to him about some things... but anyways...

And for me, because the next three days are likely to be incredibly stressful. I have drama productions Thursday and Friday night, cast party Friday night, and then whatever homework that is assigned tomorrow. Also Friday is the end of the quarter... and then next Friday I have a paper due in history.

thanks guys...

-Kaylyn

abortion...

I found this online... and I thought it was pretty interesting....



In the United States, there are many situations in which abortions are recommended, even encouraged. Sometimes an abortion is recommended because of difficult circumstances and other times simply for convenience. Here are four cases for you to consider. Should this baby be aborted?
Four Cases:
Case #1. There's a traveling preacher and his wife who are living in poverty. They already have fourteen children. Now she finds out she's pregnant with the 15th child. They are very poor and probably will be unable to afford a doctor's attention. Considering their poverty, the excessive world population, and the number of children they already have, would you recommend she get an abortion?
Case #2. The grandmother is an alcoholic and the father spends his evenings out drinking in the taverns. His mother has tuberculosis. She has already given birth to four children. The first child is blind, the second child died, the third child is deaf, and the fourth child has tuberculosis. Now the mother is pregnant again. Given the extreme situation, would you consider recommending an abortion?
Case #3. A white man raped a 13-year-old black girl and now she is pregnant. Her family lives in extreme poverty; in fact, to survive, food often has to be stolen. If you were her parents, would you recommend or require her to have an abortion?
Case #4. A teenage girl of thirteen or fourteen year old is pregnant. She is not married and lives in an outback area with very little in way of money or resources. The man she hopes to marry someday is not the father of the baby, and he's considering walking away due to the embarrassment of the situation. There is no hospital available nor are doctors able to give her medical attention. Would you consider recommending that she get an abortion?


The Reality:
Case #1: You would have just aborted the world-famous Methodist preacher John Wesley.
Case #2: You would have just aborted the great composer Ludwig van Beethoven.
Case #3: You would have just aborted Ethel Waters, the marvelous black Gospel singer.
Case #4: You would have just aborted Jesus Christ, the savior of the world.


Since we are killing off over a million of our babies each year, how many other geniuses, artists, musicians, scientists, saints, and others have we assassinated? If the "pro-choice" (pro-abortion) folks have their way, the world may be deprived of a genius with the cure for cancer, the first female president, the inventor of new technologies, the saint who could have led us closer to God, the inventor of medical miracles, etc. In the lust of personal peace and pleasure, are we Americans killing the very people that God has sent to assist, teach, and save us?

summer... maybe?

You know that feeling where you walk outside and it's waaaay warmer than you expected and you're wondering why in the world you are wearing a sweatshirt and long pats? Yeah, that happened to me yesterday. I expected it to be really cold when I walked out from school, but it was so warm that I took off my sweatshirt immediately.

Then today it was the same thing. I wasn't quite sure why I was wearing jeans and hadn't just left my gym shorts on.

I had forgotten how freeing summer feels at first. You step outside and push up your sleeves and remember that you can now go without shoes without being afraid of frostbite. And you immediately get happy. It's like you get high off the warm air.

I just love spring... it makes me so happy... and makes me put on my hawk nelson cd full blast. :D

love always,

Kaylyn

Self-Injury Awareness Day

For those of you who don't know, today is March 1st... and March 1st is self-injury awareness day (or SIAD).

For those of you who don't know, self-injury is defined as inflicting deliberate harm on oneself without suicidal intent. This can include cutting, burning, hitting, and eating disorders. A common belief regarding self-injury is that it is an attention-seeking behaviour; however, in most cases, this is inaccurate. Many self-injurers are very self-conscious of their wounds and scars and feel guilty about their behaviour leading them to go to great lengths to conceal their behaviour from others. They may offer alternative explanations for their injuries, or conceal their scars with clothing. Self-injury in such individuals is not associated with suicidal or para-suicidal behaviour. The person who self-injures is not usually seeking to end his or her own life; it has been suggested instead that he or she is using self-injury as a coping mechanism to relieve emotional pain or discomfort. ((taken from wikipedia))

I have watched many of my friends struggle with self-injury or eating disorders. They were not attempting suicide or anything, they were just trying to deal with stress and their lives...

If you know someone like this... I understand your pain. It's something that is hard to deal with. It's hard to watch someone you love use something like this to deal with their lives... but it's part of reality. They are not trying to hurt those around them... they are actually trying to help them. They are trying to keep their emotions from spilling over... they are hiding, making everyone think they are ok.

If you know someone like this, you probably don't know what to do. First of all, don't overreact. Second, try to look at it from their perspective, try to understand. Third, don't jump to conclusions.

To Write Love On Her Arms (TWLOHA) is an organization that helps spread awareness and help about self-injury and suicide. Check out their website ( http://www.twloha.com/ ) to find out more information.

peace,
-Kaylyn

fun questions!

1. First thing you wash in the shower? hair
2. What color is your favorite hoodie? gray
3. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? i don't even know who i kissed last... :O ((would be no one))
4.Do you plan outfits? sometimes
5. How are you feeling RIGHT now? tired... bored... dreading school...
6. Whats the closest thing to you thats red? a dictionary
7. Do you say aim or a-i-m? aim
8. Tell me about the last dream you remember having? i was... sledding... i think...
9. Did you meet anybody new today? nopes
10. What are you craving right now? the brownie peanut butter things my small group leader brought tonight.
11. Do you floss? when i think about it.
12. What comes to mind when I say cabbage? home ec. last year.
13. When was the last time you talked on aim? last night
14. Are you emotional? i'm a girl... saying i'm not emotional is probably the biggest lie ever.
15. Would you dance to the taco song? what's the taco song?
16. Have you ever counted to 1,000? i'm not sure.
17. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it? depends on my mood.
18. Do you like your hair? some days.
19. Do you like yourself? some days.
20. Have you ever met a celebrity? no...
21. Do you like cottage cheese? never...
22. What are you listening to right now? John Mayer
23. How many countries have you visited? 3...
24. Are your parents strict? sometimes.
25. Would you go sky diving? probably.
26. Would you go out to eat with George W. Bush? yeah.
27. Would you throw potatoes at him? no.
28. Is there anything sparkly in the room you’re in? the lamp next to me
29. Have you ever been in a castle? nope
30. Do you rent movies often? in the summer.
31. Who sits in behind you in your math class? there are no desks behind me.
32. Have you made a prank phone call? no.
33. Do you own a gun? No
34. Can you count backwards from 74? never tried to.
35. Who are you going to be with tonight? no one. i'm going to sleep.
36. Brown or white eggs? white.
37. Do you own something from Hot Topic? nope... but i've had my eye on one of their shirts for awhile.
38. Ever been on a train? once.
39. Ever been in love? no.
40. Do you have a cell-phone? nope.
41. Are you too forgiving? idk
42. Do you use chap stick? when i remember
43. What is your best friend doing tomorrow? school
44. Can you use chop sticks? neer tried...
45. Ever have cream puffs? yup.
46. Have you ever seen The Butterfly Effect? nope
47. What was the last question you asked? idk...
48. What was the last CD you bought? wow... i have no idea. it's been awhile
49. Boys or girls? Boys
50. What is your bus number for school? i don't ride a bus to school
51. Is your hair curly? Naturally, yes quite
52. Last time you cried? idk
53. Ever walked into a wall? yes. you don't want to know how many times.
54. Do looks matter? sometimes
55. Have you ever bought anything from Pac Sun? Nope.
56. Have you ever slapped someone? yes, just the other day, actually
57. Favorite time of the year? spring
58. Favorite color? Purple or green.
59. Are you sarcastic? no never... ;)
60. Do you have any tattoos? hehe... no
61. The last person you held hands with? abbie cuz we were being goofy.
62. Do you sleep with the TV on? no.
63. Where was your default picture taken at? i don't have a default picture...
64. Do you hate or dislike more than 3 people? ummm... no
65. Do you like your life right now? some days.
66. How often do you talk on the phone? maybe once every two days.
67. What is your favorite animal? my puppy.
68. What was the most recent thing you bought? poptarts during lunch
69. Do you have good vision? you are kidding me, right?
70. Can you hula hoop? no.
71. Could you ever forgive a cheater?probably not.
72. Do you have a job? kind of.
73. Can you handle the truth? Yes!
74. What are you wearing? jeans with my hawk nelson shirt and gray long sleeves.
75. Have you ever crawled through a window? yes... long story....


haha... i love these. they're so random.

snow

Have you ever noticed how snow doesn't really fall? I mean, rain has it's objective. It comes dashing to the ground and when it hits the ground it joins the rest of the puddles on the ground. As snow makes its way to the ground it lands with the rest of the snow on lawns, trees, roads, and people. It doesn't melt... It just sits there (until the sun comes out).... but still. If you watch snow when it comes down... it takes forever. It gets caught by the wind and floats a little more to the right, a little more to the left... and when it finally lands... it accumulates. More snow sticks together and pretty soon your front lawn is covered with it.

yeah... this didn't make all that much sense... I know... but I was feeling a little deep today. :D

some random pictures of (GASP!) ME!!!

bad pic of me... but oh well.... :D

an experimentation with black&white. i love my camera. :D it makes me look so good. XD

Money earned: $3
Money spent: $0
Nutty Bars eaten: 0
Coffee consumed: none...
Hours listening to music: atleast 4
Tears cried: 2 gallons (watching The Lord of the Rings for a whole day straight can make you laugh at the supidest things so hard that you start crying...)
Hours of studying: 1/2
Books read: 0
Friends made: 1
Lessons learned: 2 (people will cuss at you when you snap them with rubber bands, and after snapping said person with rubber band they will attempt to take the aforementioned rubber band and try to cut you with their nails ((ouch)) )


So on Thursday/Friday I hung out with my friend Abbie, her foster brothers Cory and Derek, and their friends Nick and David.

Thursday was a half day, so we only had our PM schedules and just screwed around in gym (last period), we didn't even change. Then we had the last of the dodgeball tourney. And Abbie and I just took pictures with each other the whole time.
Then we went to her house. To explain some things about her/her house... Her house is a group home, kind of like a foster home, but parents choose to send their kids there. And she has 2 foster sisters and 2 foster brothers (she is also a foster child).
So anyways... When we got there we went downstairs and laid on her bed for about a 1/2 hour just talking. Then we ate lunch and went outside to hang out with her brothers and Nick, Cory's friend. We played a pathetic game of baseball and Nick and I laid on the school's soccer field for about 10 minutes watching the clouds and threatening Derek because he kept trying to hit us with a soccer ball. Then Abbie's foster sisters left because they were going home for the weekend (which meant we were FREE of the superficial girls in the house).
Cory and I played a game of pretty rough basketball, fouling each other all over the place, but it was so windy that we could barely make any shots. But it was pretty funny. Then we went inside and Abbie and I played Tony Hawk Pro Skater 4 as our tradition states we must, but I stink at that game, so we ditched that after awhile. Then Derek and Cory took over the PS2 and we watched as they played for awhile, then made them switch to playing MX vs. ATV since that had a better playlist and it was more fun to watch.
Abbie and I finally kicked the guys off the PS2 after supper so we could watch Harry Potter, but then Abbie didn't feel good, so we went to bed at 9. (The guys couldn't believe we went to bed that early when we told them in the morning. they stayed up until 11:30 watching some movie, then got in trouble because Uncle John didn't want them to watch it.) We had to wake up at 7:30 so we could start the trilogy at 8. I had to leave the house at 9 so I could walk over to the school and go to play practice. Cory walked with me over there since he had left something in his locker. Then he made me keep up on my promise about giving him a hug (which I had told him I would on Tuesday or something, but I kept forgetting) and then he walked back home.
Practice proved to be a total waste. I sat there and did nothing for two hours. We didn't even do the scenes where I have lines. I have six lines, and we've only done those 2 scenes once... production is a month away, and I supposed to just telepathically know what I am doing? So then I grabbed some things from my locker and went back to Abbie's.
Just my luck, because of play practice I had missed all but 10 minutes of the rest of The Fellowship of the Ring. But I have seen that movie numerous times, so it was pretty much okay. But I hadn't really seen the other 2 movies, so I tried to pay attention. But I never seemed to be able to get comfortable. Abbie and I had the smaller couch, and the guys kept calling us bi because we were laying on each other (like girls often do with their friends). We kind of blew it off, saying that we were definitely bi and were making jokes about it... but... yeah... I was ticked off at them for saying that. (they're such perverts)
During The Return of the King we ate supper (hot wings and pizza, yeah baby!) and Cory and I were getting on each other's nerves, so we were snapping each other with rubber bands. (actually, I was the only one with the rubber band. ) And every time I would snap him he would cuss at me. (he would mouth it, though, cuz Uncle John was down there and would have been pretty ticked if he had heard Cory say that) But to me that was really funny... just cuz I know Cory... And we got in trouble because we were fighting over the rubber band and Uncle John thought we were getting all "touchy-feely" with each other **awkward**. (We definitely weren't, we were just enjoying causing each other pain ((we're wacko, I know)))
After the marathon was finally over about 7:30 and we were done cleaning up the basement Cory and I were sitting in the living room playing with the dog and with Bethany (Uncle John and Aunt Jess's 1 year old daughter). And we were just kind of talking about random stuff because Abbie was talking to her mom since she hadn't the night before.
Then my dad picked me up at 8:15 and I was falling asleep trying to watch House after we got home, so I went to bed at 9.... and slept until 9 this morning.
But it was a fun two days... incredibly nice without my family. It made me sad that I couldn't get together with Mar so we could talk... but it was nice to talk to Abbie.

((Sorry if this was all kind of run on... I'm not in the mood to make it grammatically/structurally perfect))

But today was cool because I got an email from a friend of mine who I haven't seen for 2 months. We're basically best friends... she's awesome. :D

lataz...

-Kaylyn

my past week...

(thanks for the idea, Missy. :D)

These stats are for all of last week.

Money earned: 50 or so dollars (this week)
Money spent: ummm... 2-3?
Nutty Bars eaten: 2
Coffee consumed: none (but I did have hot chocolate today and chai yesterday)
Hours listening to music: impossible to count
Tears cried: 10 gallons. (best friend is switching schools. history grade)
Hours of studying: 10
Books read: 0 (wow... that's a record low)
Friends made: 2
Lessons learned: 4 (you can't always depend on your best friend. sometimes it's the person you least expect who rescues you. some questions are better not asked when you aren't ready to fight the other person's answer. crayola markers stain your skin. =o)


So.... This last week wasn't too good. Mariana is switching schools on Monday, and only told me on Thursday. I spent the whole week studying for history because that is my worst class (talk about ruining my week).


Things that happened on Thursday

• Mariana told me she was switching schools on Monday.
• I found out waaaaay too many things that broke my heart. :(
• I spent the whole night studying for a history test.
• My friend encouraged me to keep turning to God. (the only good thing that happened that day)

Friday wasn't too bad.... I nearly fainted from panic during spanish class, but it's all good. :D

So we'll see how this next week goes. Hopefully spanish will be okay with Mariana. (doubt it, though!)

Hmmmm... better finish my art project. ( =o)

Ugh... mondays

Yeah, I don't like Mondays. Why? Because everything seems to go wrong on Mondays. Sometimes Sunday nights are worse, though, because you are extremely stressed about the next day, and you know you have to get up early... yeah... Mondays are not fun.

eh... bye.

-me

Thanks, Mar.

It's official. Mar and I are even. We have this thing where we each get "mad" at each other when we go away for a weekend or miss school. I went to Kenya... yeah she really was mad about that. She went to Florida and missed school, I was "mad" at her. I went to Virginia for a weekend she was "mad" at me. She goes to CINCINATTI WITH MY BROTHER and I'm not sure if I'm really mad at her or "mad". Thanks, Mar. Now all I have to do is watch House and NCIS. and share carrots with the dog. You owe me, Mar.

So... 5 hours into my weekend and I have:
Finished my homework (all that is due until wednesday)
Ate supper (Jimtown Pizza)
The dog bit me (it wasn't my fault. I was rubbing her side and she went psycho)
watched 1 1/2 episodes of NCIS and 1/2 an episode of House. And partial episodes of Hannah Montana during commercials, and one Jon & Kate plus 8.

A very exciting weekend? I think not, not if this is all that happens.

eh... adios.

To the Babies of the AGC Baby Center

Last night I sat on my bed after everyone else had disappeared into their rooms and the dog had snuggled under my parents' covers. As usual, I contemplated whether or not to journal that night. I decided not to, since my journal was in my school bag, which was in the kitchen, and I didn't feel like wandering downstairs and then going back upstairs. But I still felt like writing. So I flipped through a few old notebooks, searching for a piece of blank paper. I grabbed a pen, and began writing. This is what came of it:

Dear Babies of the AGC Baby Center,
I will never forget you. I will never forget our smiles, laughter, and tears that we shared. Never before has one look caused so many emotions to tumble into my heart at once. Although we are so distant, I sometimes feel as though you are right next to me.
When my arms ache to hold you, I pray that someone is there to hug you and kiss your cheek. When I think fo the babies that didn't make it, I pray that Jesus will wrap His arms around them, and say how much He loves them, too.
Every night I pray for your Aunties. I admire those women for what they do every day. Every night I pray for your future mommies and daddies. I ask God to let them open up their hearts and homes to just one child. Every night I wonder what happened to your real mommies and daddies. I wonder why they didn't keep you.
Every night I wish I could hug each of you and kiss you good-night before tucking you in. I wish I could help with your suppers and sit on the floor with you again.
Every night I pray that God would give me the chance to go back. I also pray for the ones who know the are going. I pray that they would love you as much as I do.
Babies- I also pray that you would receive the maturity to understand the sacrifice Jesus made for you. I pray that you will love Jesus with all your heart, mind, soul, and being. That is what I pray for the most.
Babies- I will never stop loving you and those that care for you. I will never stop praying for you, and I will never stop fighting for you.

love always,


Auntie Kaylyn


As I wrote this, tears filled my eyes and I couldn't keep them from spilling over. A few weeks ago I realized that I left my heart in Kenya. My heart isn't here, in Elkhart, Indiana, but in the village of Ngata halfway around the world. I don't think I'll ever get it back, either. My heart will always be with the babies. Jolinda was right when she said we had caught the baby fever.





This is where my heart is. With this handsome young man.

Stinker McStinkerpants

This goofy-looking creature is my dog. Her name? Marisol. My mother named her that. ((When we first got her my aunt kept calling her Mariposa because my cousins had just watched Barbie Mariposa. haha)) She's three years old, and the strangest dog I've ever met. She likes to attack my feet and pretend that she's mad at me. She also likes carrots and iceberg lettuce. Who knew she was so healthy? She also thinks that my bed, is hers. She has yet to learn that those are my blankets, and no, she cannot take them.

Sure, Marisol is a pretty name, but she has many more.

Goofball, Stinker, TurdBasket (thanks, Dad), Puppers, Pupita, Puppy, Stinker McStinkerpants (the newest one), Naughty girl, Good girl, Goofy, Weirdo, Chinese-puppy... etc, etc.

As you can see, she is much loved by our family.

Quiz Festival

So... today was the quiz festival, and after a quick run-through I kept score for my dad as he quiz mastered. Then I convinced my dad to let me quiz master. I thought I did pretty good for my first time. :D

Yup... so that was my day. Got up at 6:45 and got home around 3:30. Now I'm talking on the phone, IMing and speaking random spanish. :) Always fun.

-kaylyn

CORRECTION!

Elhart Christian Academy is cancelled for Friday the fifteenth.

Am I happy? Ecstatic? Throwing a party? No. I'm actualy rather upset. I feel like Wednesday ended like a two part show, and now I have to wait 3 more days to see the next part. :(

Oh well. Maybe tomorrow I can just chat with Mariana... take random pictures... and speak random spanish. :D yeah. sounds like a pretty good day.

adios, mis amigos.

NO SCHOOL!!!

Yes, it's true. School for ECA was cancelled today. Kind of made me mad, though. I wanted school off on Monday. I don't like Mondays. Oh well, we might have a two-hour delay tomorrow. I don't really want it, though. And school better not be cancelled, the homecoming game is tomorrow.