Just earlier this week my dearest friend in the whole wide world, Tracy, came to visit me...her first encounter with the Screamer...and I now feel like I have an ally. She might not be living close by - God knows I wish she was - but she now knows just how busy my sweet little Screamer really is. OH, my husband sure knows. So do my parents from the short visits I have with them at their place, but now my dearest friend who has been there for me thirteen years, has seen the worst and best of me and still loves me, she understands my perils with this child. That is a feat in and of itself. Oh how I treasure her friendship. Anywho, at the encouragement of Tracy I am starting up my blog again, a whole year later since I blogged about the adventures in Nicaragua, as a bit of a coping mechanism for living with and raising my beautiful little Screamer, Aletta.
The name Aletta is from spanish and dutch origin (very fitting) and means "footloose", "verity", "truth", "small winged one". As much as she is a handful, that is the very reason I am excited to raise this little girl. My husband and I just can't do it on our own, we need our family, friends and more importantly God. Yes, we need God!
Faith Burlington team after a very rewarding Incarnational Missions workshop.