Thursday, January 28, 2010

Yes, Virginia...It Really Does Snow in Texas

I used to live here. Lubbock. It snowed there today. This is what it looks like there now. Above is Mackenzie State Park. Jonathan and I used to come here a lot and talk when we were dating. We also used to feed the ducks and geese with Ethan and Christian here when they were teeny tots.
This is part of the Lubbock Metropolis skyline. Impressive, isn't it? I know you're thinking, "Wow--it's just like New York City!" (I hope that came out in your head in the same voice as the Pace picante commercials)

And yes, some goofball is actually snowboarding here. My dh says, "There is a little hill in Mackenzie Park, isn't there?"

Ah, yes, the geese. I wonder if the evil one who chased me at Godeke Park 5 years ago is in there. You're lucky you're only in a photo, or I'd be after ya, turkey! (bwahhahahahaha,'s funny cause it's a goose, but I said a tur-Oh never mind)
This owl is a Harry Potter reject-they turned him down for being too Texan.
I like to imagine him singing "Frosty the Snowman" in an opera voice. It's his own roadshow.
Sigh....nothing like a West Texas sunset. I'm lovin' the "pillar of light" effect.
A final bow...(no pun intended)

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Monday, January 25, 2010

"I'd like to think that maybe if I were a mother who passed away, that someone would take care of my child, and I was grateful I could do that."

LDS relief: Utah nurse draws on the power of love and healing to help boy
By Elizabeth Howell
For the Deseret News
Published: Sunday, Jan. 24, 2010 12:07 a.m. MST

Editor's note: Liz Howell is a member of the LDS Church-sponsored medical team providing care last week in earthquake-ravaged Haiti. Before leaving Saturday to return to Salt Lake City, Howell recounted a final experience in aiding the injured Haitians. These are her words, as told to the Deseret News' Scott Taylor.

PORT-AU-PRINCE, Haiti — Friday afternoon, some of our medical team were at the clinic at the Centrale Ward meetinghouse while the rest went to Dr. Jeff Randle's Helping Hands of Haiti clinic.

We were to meet at University Hospital at about 5 o'clock. We left Centrale to go to the Carrefour Ward meetinghouse.

We then realized we had only 45 minutes to do any type of a clinic there, which is essentially enough time to set it up and take it back down again.
We asked if we should turn around and go back; we said, "No, let's just go."

When we arrived at the meetinghouse, people were all over the grass, people were inside the cultural hall and we really didn't see any acute medical needs at first.

We had been there about 10 minutes and in comes this little boy. He's in a little, crude litter that had been made from sticks and clothing. It was very makeshift.

The little boy was 4 years old, but he looked like he was 2, just little. He looked like a baby. His mother had died in the earthquake; his father was alive.

When they found the boy, they found him with a dead body — another boy, maybe a brother. His aunt and his father, who lived up in the hills, walked for hours with this litter and the boy, looking for a place to stay.

They were near the church when they were spotted by one of the LDS members, who the previous day had been given the responsibility to find people in need of medical help. The member said there would be help, and so he waited for only two hours until we showed up.

The little baby will probably lose his hand; his bones were exposed. He had lacerations so deep we could see the bones, and even that was necrotic.

He had lacerations on each side of his torso, chunks missing from his scalp, and his left ear was kind of hanging there.

He had a real high fever; he was just burning up. By the time we got him, it appeared he was septic, full of infection. I think maybe he would have had two days, if that, before he would have passed.

I knew we had to take him to a hospital right then and there. He was so scared and in such pain. He was dirty and crying. I bandaged him, cleaned all of his wounds and gave him antibiotics.

We wrapped him up and he held me. He didn't understand English, but I just kept telling him that I loved him and that we would take care of him, that we would make sure that he would receive the best care.

We wrapped him up, and with the rest of the medical team, we went into University Hospital. He just held on so tight to me, and I held on; he just whimpered all the way to the hospital.

I asked (Ogden emergency-room doctor Jeremy Booth), who was in the back seat, to give the baby a priesthood blessing. He did — and in Creole, he blessed the baby.

We heal with our hands, but there's also a healing we have access to that comes in times of need.

I don't have children. I don't know if I'll ever have children. I don't know if that's the Lord's will for me. But I'd like to think that maybe if I were a mother who passed away, that someone would take care of my child, and I was grateful I could do that.

We went into the pediatric ward and were meet by Swiss doctors. Right now, the Swiss have revolutionized a procedure and have done marvelous work in reconstruction. Without looking at the baby's wounds, they told me they have not lost an arm yet nor have lost a foot yet in all their surgical procedures.

As I was getting ready to go, I looked him in his big, brown eyes and told him, "We love you, and you're going to be taken care of." And I left him in the care of the Swiss and have every confidence he's going to live a productive life.

I'm grateful the Lord led us to him, that the members were in tune enough to find him and bring him to us.

I think the people I have been most impressed with during this entire trip is the native Haitians. They are resilient.

They're putting their lives back together. They're going through compound grief, but they're resilient, and they will get through this.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Help Haiti

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Young Women Handouts

I just made these for YW. The pink one is for Manual 2, Lesson 2-Spiritual Gifts, the other is for a topic that's been on my mind a lot lately for our girls - Modesty.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Happy New Year!

So what did I do in 2009?

December- Jonathan got his Master's-hallelujah! Sang Hallelujah chorus at the Stake Center. Hosted In-laws and 4 missionaries for Christmas Eve. Married 9 years, and did the charleston with a bunch of teenagers

November-Celebrated 2 kids' birthdays. My oldest was baptized-and I had raging PMS.

October-Mema, then Grandpa Bob passed away within the same week and Mr. Malley and I made the trek (ya know, in an airplane) from Houston to Chicago, sans kids. Made 3 spider costumes and I survived.

September-the 3 year old became a 4 year old

August-The 3 year old started Pre-K since his birthday is the cutoff date. The house has never been so quiet. In YW we had the "Back to School Blessings Banquet" and miracles happened.

July-We saw fireworks with my wonderful YW counselors and their hubbies in San Marcos. Great day. The 5 year old became a 6 year old and we saw Harry Potter.

June-I had my last "20s" birthday. Went to Girls' Camp for the first time and had a blast. Missed the family for a week.

May-Stressed about girls' camp.

April-Put together the YW rummage sale-and survived-barely.

March-Celebrated St. Paddy's Day & our family's Irishness.

February-Hubby's Birthday (32-he's practically a fossil, I know)

January-Who can remember?