My friend and ex-co-worker was lost on Mt. Hood last winter and the news of her loss hit me harder then I had expected it to. I don’t deal with loss very well, and I was not exceptionally close to her, but I had to reexamine the reasons behind why people who are as pure at heart as she was are lost at such an early age. It took me some time to get past the grief I had developed, and it helped to read other people’s stories on the website her sister had created. I know 100% that she is with the Lord and thank him for allowing her to be part of a very short part of my life and impact me so much.
On August 26, her body and the body of the other climber lost with her were rescued finally on Mt. Hood. I drive by a beautiful view of Mt. Hood almost every day and each time I pray for her body to be found. The weekend before the rescue of her body I remember specifically praying to God that her body be found before the first snow hits in just a few weeks. It was a quick prayer and nothing more then I usually did, but that day I thought about her all day long after I had prayed. The next day, Monday, there was news that a body had been found, and then just 3 short days later two were brought down from the mountain.
I already know from own experiences that God answers my prayers, and how powerful he is with those answers. I become stronger in my faith through these experiences, and feel like this is just another testimony of why Jesus is my savor!
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Friday, August 27, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Adventures in Public Transit!
We went on an adventure yesterday. We had no car (Jon drove to work) and wanted to be out and about in the world, so with no other form of transportation we headed onto public transportation from Sandy to Portland.
First of all, let me tell you I use to frequent MAX and the bus as a teenager, and never had any problems with the environment. Now, as a “suburban housewife” I dread any form of public transport! This isn’t my snobbieness coming out, it’s pure a hygiene and safety issue. People don’t wash their hands, don’t shower, and pick their noses on the bus. On MAX you hear about knife fights and shootings, and people getting ran over! So, needless to say I’m not a fan anymore. The years of invincibility are over for me. But, I can’t let that hinder my ability to get out and be active either. So, at 11 o’clock Julia and I stood at the bus stop and got onto the bus (her first time). She was excited and easy going; just read books and chatted at me the whole way into Gresham. Then, we waited at the MAX station and as the train approached her excitement increased. “Look at the train, Mommy” I could see her thinking.
As soon as we sat down though, the crazy began. I had weridos talking to me even though I wasn’t even looking their way, and smelly people standing to close for comfort. I had a bag packed with toys and Julia gear as well as mommy stuff, and no purse. It felt better to only look after 1 large bag instead of my small purse and hefty diaper bag. We rode the train all the way to Pioneer Court House Square to have lunch with Aunt Robin and shop at the Portland Farmer’s Market. (More on the market another time.) Julia had such a great time, but I could tell she was done with our adventure by the time we boarded the MAX again. Although, she could have played with the water fountains for much longer then I gave her. My next adventure to downtown Portland will include the use of a car and a trip to the central library for Julia.
The Famer's Market
Robin, Julia, and Me
First of all, let me tell you I use to frequent MAX and the bus as a teenager, and never had any problems with the environment. Now, as a “suburban housewife” I dread any form of public transport! This isn’t my snobbieness coming out, it’s pure a hygiene and safety issue. People don’t wash their hands, don’t shower, and pick their noses on the bus. On MAX you hear about knife fights and shootings, and people getting ran over! So, needless to say I’m not a fan anymore. The years of invincibility are over for me. But, I can’t let that hinder my ability to get out and be active either. So, at 11 o’clock Julia and I stood at the bus stop and got onto the bus (her first time). She was excited and easy going; just read books and chatted at me the whole way into Gresham. Then, we waited at the MAX station and as the train approached her excitement increased. “Look at the train, Mommy” I could see her thinking.
As soon as we sat down though, the crazy began. I had weridos talking to me even though I wasn’t even looking their way, and smelly people standing to close for comfort. I had a bag packed with toys and Julia gear as well as mommy stuff, and no purse. It felt better to only look after 1 large bag instead of my small purse and hefty diaper bag. We rode the train all the way to Pioneer Court House Square to have lunch with Aunt Robin and shop at the Portland Farmer’s Market. (More on the market another time.) Julia had such a great time, but I could tell she was done with our adventure by the time we boarded the MAX again. Although, she could have played with the water fountains for much longer then I gave her. My next adventure to downtown Portland will include the use of a car and a trip to the central library for Julia.
The Famer's Market
Robin, Julia, and Me
Playing in the water fountain
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