
The world I choose to live in? Is very big…
.. and full of love…
Over the last six years, our family has chosen to bring young people from around the world into our home, into our lives .. and into our hearts.
.. and I have loved every minute of it.
I started hosting exchange students so that I could share the country that I love with the rest of the world…
… what I got?
These beautiful souls… they gave me the world.
A big beautiful world.
But ever since January?
The world has seemed a little smaller. We have been watching as the Corona virus has edged closer.. covering distances that look so far away on the map.
Edged closer to us in the USA..
… but scary for us… closer to my adopted exchange children scattered around the globe…
My current exchange student watched as it affected her country… the beautiful Thailand.

… we watched how it affected the countries on the other side of the world, while we continued to live life … trying to enjoy every moment…

As countries started to go into lockdown, we watched Italy where one of our girl’s family lives.

.. along with the UK where she was at school. Checking in when she was trying to get back home to Italy after the flights were getting cancelled.
At the same time watching Egypt… checking in with my sweet Egyptian girl when I hadn’t heard from her in a while.

.. and South Korea… Relieved that their numbers weren’t as severe, even being close to China…

.. and Turkey… talking with my girl there as she needed to leave her college and return to her hometown. To pray as she took a long bus ride with possible sick people….

… then as it got closer to our part of the world.. I added Brazil to the countries we watched…

… and Columbia… the daughter that just went home…
… And we watched Liberia where my sister was working…
… Not to mention ALL of the pieces of my heart that live in Germany, Spain, Sweden, Belgium…
We watched as this virus shut down each state in the US… one by one. As the sick count grew.. and the deaths started to rise…
…and I could go on…

I have family around the world now…
… and a love for people and places around the world…
… a love for food from around the world….
But this virus has taught me something else…
As I watched all of my daughters talk about being quarantined.. a few saying that they can’t even STEP outside. They can’t go to the store.. or work..
All of them saying they need to stay at home.
I can see so much clearer how similar we ALL are..
We all are a little worried about the virus…
…we are ALL worried about each other….
We ALL miss our family a little bit more when we can’t see each other….
…and….
Ha… and we are all very bored and can’t wait for it to be done.
In this world that I choose to live in?
It is so easy to see how we are all in this TOGETHER…
…together in love and spirit… even if we are separated by miles and oceans…
And even though my heart hurts a little bit more today… having the pieces of my heart divided all around this big beautiful world… I am so thankful for this world that I choose to live in.
Today as I pray for my family here in my house.. my family here in Michigan.. my family around the world…. I pray they stay healthy… but I also pray that they have joy and laughter in their lives while they are quarantined…
…. and a healthy dose of patience with the world… as we ALL are trying to figure out the next step…
.. a whole new world for all of us!!!
Love from my family to yours!!!





This weekend we performed Grease at Maple Valley..
I had 2 student directors this season. Maddy and
Emily. These 2 girls were workhorses. They kept us all organized and helped me come up with ideas and carry them out. I called them the “2 halves of my brain”.. and I appreciated all of their work. Emily took over the administrative side of my brain.. while still performing. And Maddy kept the backstage crew (and me) organized.
Our choreography was designed by a student, Kayli. She spent hours creating the choreo.. and hours teaching and reteaching the choreo. She spent extra time making sure it was a dance that would be fun for the kids to learn and perform. And it SHOWED!! 

Our set crew volunteers on the weekends and late nights (and show weekend intermissions). Building and painting our set outside of rehearsal time. My poor husband guides a group of parents and students to create the set that we need.. often with poorly drawn sketches that I give him.. and the tight restrictions of a smaller school with a small door access. We had a dad design and build our Greased Lightning car!! And yet they do it with grace and help me keep the kids on a good budget. These sets give the performers a high class set on a small school budget.. and they don’t get enough credit. 

By the time production weekend comes along? They don’t need me at all. They own this stage.. they own this auditorium..
Growing up, we had a dishwasher.


I planned this weekend to be magical and full of memories ..
We did NOT get a single bite from a Midge… but they love to fly into your eyes, nose, and mouth. They rested on anything solid.. in a cloud type coating. They landed in our drinks if they didn’t have covers, our food while we tried to cook.. and.. we finally resorted to covering our mouths so we could breathe (and talk).
They weren’t hurting us… but they were making us crazy. 

It was easier to enjoy ourselves.. despite the Midge flies… when we were being creative..
Sometimes… I wish I could hide my son away from the world. Away from the disappointments.. away from the failed attempts that we all encounter.. away from the people who doubt that he will succeed… 

My son turned 20 today.
Yesterday I went to my great aunt Shirley’s funeral.. and today we are off to celebrate the life of my husband’s cousin’s husband’s father.
Last night we sat in the twinkling lights of the Christmas tree during the last moments of New Year’s Day. The last moments of the holiday week.
Over the seasons in my life, I have been the over achiever mom (where we did EVERY holiday tradition we could think of).. the crafting mom (where we made so many crafts and cookies)… the exhausted mom (where we did .. almost nothing).. the sick mom (where I wanted to be more but we were stuck in quarantine)… the responsible mom (where I was trying to see if schedules would help keep our “special needs” in control).. the budget mom (yeah.. well..)…
We had big family gatherings where we had loud noisy fun… then enjoyed quiet discussions over coffee..