For 16 weeks now, we have had a young refugee couple from Syria living with us. They have been married a little over a year and for the majority of that time have been separated from each other, since he made the journey to Austria alone and got everything in order so that she could come legally. Let me backtrack a bit and tell you how it all started. As the refugee crisis really started to explode here, facebook was buzzing with articles, videos, pictures, etc. of the situation. I read a lot. I saw a lot. I was moved. I was troubled. But what could I do? I had a three year old and one year old at home. ... I could teach some German. But when? ... I could donate clothes and other items that were needed. But that didn't seem like enough. ... I could give money. But I wanted something more tangible. I would put my youngest to bed and during those days, she needed lots of TLC in order to get to sleep. I kept thinking about the refugees and how they didn't
Once again, way too much time has gone by and this poor little blog has left untouched for far too long. So embarrassing! I just don't feel like there's more to say. Life is busy with my two little ones. Evenings I'm tired and don't feel like writing and no idea what to write about. Here's just some random things that come to mind: - we've been in our home for over a year now! Sunday was our one year anniversary. Crazy how fast a year has gone. And amazing how long this year has been. - Our littlest one is slowly have more better nights than worse! Shocking, I know! So great. It doesn't mean that she is any easier during the day though. Oh well, wait, yes she semi is, but not always. She is still as stubborn as all get out and is not always a happy camper, but we are getting there!!{Cute story for tonight: I put her to bed and she waved and blew a kiss to her sister as a goodnight} - Our big girl is talking loads these days and it's so fu