Friday, January 28, 2011

Thank you all who left sweet and encouraging comments after my recent post.

I wanted to clarify that the comments I was referring to were not intended for our family or left on this blog. (Although I'm sure it's been said behind our backs). I am talking about the comments that can be found at the bottom of any article about international adoption, special needs or not. A friend of mine had sent me a link to an article that was written about their family and their adoption, and of course at the end were all kinds of hateful and ugly remarks about their sweet family. Those were a few (Yes, there were more) of the ugly comments that were posted there.

I do appreciate knowing so many of you at there feel the same as I do. We are a very blessed nation and we are all fortunate to have been born in such a great place. The least we can do is reach out to those who have nothing at all, not even parents to love them. Of course I do not agree with anybody taking advantage of government resources but leaving children to die, whose own society, own parents even, have rejected them, so that my fellow Americans don't feel burdened, is absurd. Thanks, Ya'll! You're the best!

I am having problems with uploading photos from Picasa. In fact I am having blog/computer/photo/video problems in general (The problem lies in the ignorance of the user more than in the technology itself). Do you have a camcorder/camera combination that you love? One that easily uploads to blogger, facebook, Youtube, etc. One that is easy for computer dummies like me?


Tim Rovenstine said...

wow, you certainly aren't no computer dummy, you out smart me, and besides you have a whiz in your house that can fix any problem

Anonymous said...

Oh how I miss you and your lovely kiddos! I wish we were closer so I could see your "new kids" too. Big hugs for Miss Ava! Rachel

Anonymous said...

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
Emma Lazarus, 1883

From the Statue of Liberty. Bless you guys-

Charissa said...

Anonymous...Thank you!! That is perfect! :)