Sunday, May 25, 2008

A loving mother and son.

My mountain girls! After a clay bath and plunge into our icy river!

Saturday, May 24, 2008

This is what we are chewing right now. I don't know what it is!

Friday, May 23, 2008

Our friends have arrived, exhausted after flying Bangkok-Tokyo-LA-Seattle ... The 3 gloriously gorgeous children slept on the 'plane, and on arriving bounced on the trampoline, rocked on the rocking horse, rode on the trikes and fought with the toy swords. Now they're excitedly talking nineteen-to-the-dozen in Karen.

Mother, who is wonderful, speaks just a little English, and said to me 'My Friend Megan', with a beautiful smile on her face. And I said 'My friend P...' (We've been asked to keep names confidential) She reminds me of Ranee, Victor's Mum, and is gentle and caring in a similar manner.

Our guests are Karen, like Victor, and joined in when I sang 'Si Podre wa', a song Victor and his family taught us at Rachel and Victor's wedding. I was wearing my Karen clothes, and so was P. Mine were pinned, and she showed me how to wrap it without pins. It stayed up for about 5 minutes, and then began to slip off....

It is such a wonderful honour to have them staying with us. They are so full of love and joy, after all they've been through. They are Burmese Karen, and have been in a refugee camp in Thailand for a long while before coming here, to their new home. They'll be with us 12 days, and then an apartment will be ready for them.

I love them already! It is such a gift to us to be getting to know them. The 5 children, their 3 and our 2, are playing up a storm! And Bens and Father are the same age. He taught Bens the meaning, in Karen, of all their names, word by word.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Eowyn Art

Tuesday, May 20, 2008


Monday, May 19, 2008

We are going to have a family from Myanmar, with 3 children close in age to ours, stay with us this week for 2-10 days. We are very excited! They are refugees and settling in the USA, so we'll be able to stay connected to them after they leave our home. Kindly Eowyn and Coco said the children could sleep in their bunk beds and old pink cot! The sun is shining today and we're going out to have a picnic at the clay pools, on the Skykomish River, and to spend time with Bens' parents.

Love to you all,


Sunday, May 18, 2008

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Tom and i have had such a lovely time in new york. I am very thankful for my brother, for all my wonderful Jones family, and for my dear Bens, Eowyn and Cosette, to whom i gladly return.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Thank you Bens, Eowyn and Coco for the beautiful mothers' day flowers. I love being your mummy and your wife. Love megan


Central Park NY NY

Sunday, May 11, 2008

59th st....

Eowyn and Coco, here is Uncle Tom at the very place the Enchanted dance happened in Central Park!

Bens, Eowyn, Coco and me.

A chord of 3 strands is not quickly broken

The Spaniard!

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Friday, May 09, 2008


Bens and his Mom looking at black and white pics of her childhood

Bens' family live on the banks of the Skykomish River...

Thursday, May 08, 2008

This pic of our lovely E and C reminds me of the children Tom and me high in the Austrian Alps

Sunday, May 04, 2008

i love you Nana...

Thursday, May 01, 2008

We love you Nana, Mom, Susan

Thank you dear family and friends for your loving support.

Yesterday morning, Nana dreamt Jesus was pulling her big toe, saying 'Are you coming home to me?' She left me a voicemail message saying 'I love you my daughter. See you in heaven!' Bens, Eowyn, Cosette and I went out to be with her. Her delightful sense of humour is very much still present - there was much laughter around her. In this photo Nana is being His Holiness the Dalai Lama, whilst Kat and I laugh uproariously. The three of us had a very precious time, reading from 'Celtic Daily Prayer'. Nana said in heaven she'd have the teapot ready and waiting for us, and Eowyn and Coco (who were holding her hand and stroking her feet) for an 'Ady Ladies' Teaparty' in heaven. Bens, Nana and I sang together, songs about Jesus she loves. Bens wonderful laughter and Nana's wonderful laughter joined together, and Kat's and Nana's Mom Kaye's. It sounded like a beautiful symphony. Nana's husband Bucca was very sad. He and Kat were taking care of her and doing all sorts of practical things, like attending to her intravenous pain relief, and giving her drinks of orange juice.

Nana's soft blue eyes were shining, sparkling, looking at each of us with love and hope and peace. In the middle of a deeply sad goodbye-ing, Jesus and Nana gave us hope. She sang us an old song about how on the mountains and in the valleys, in life and in death, Jesus is constant.

Here is one of the prayers I read to Nana, with Kat:
"The shade of death lies upon your face, my loved one,
but the Jesus of grace has His hand round about you;
in nearness to the Trinity farewell to your pains;
Christ stands before you and peace is in his mind."