If you and I could sit across the table from one another...

There are so many things I could write about... and yet, I don't know what it is that you, reader of this blog, might like to know.

Let's just imagine ourselves with a cup of our favorite warm caffeinated beverage, across the table... what would you ask of me? I'd love to know.

Love to each of you!

Comments

Anonymous said…
I would like to know what I should do with any baby formula I collect. Do we know anyone coming down to PL? I just wish we could talk...in person. Looking forward to June, counting the days. I wouldn't even care what we were talking about, just to hang out with you and hear from your heart all the good things God is doing. I love your blog. I am so thankful for technology and that it allows us to "communicate" somewhat.

wendy
Araratacres said…
Is the first comment from "our" Wendy? If so, I'm collecting too....so we can stash together :). Also, if this is "our" Wendy....I am so excited that you are attending POCF...looking forward to getting to know you better!

Finally, my question for Laura...what do you NOT miss the most (that you formerly thought you WOULD miss) when you moved south?
Holly (me.) said…
I'm thinking we would work out the logistics of, "How soon is now?" The mister's passport arrived, and we need to set the date. Hmmm...

I would like to get to know the people around you through your words of introduction, photos where appropriate, and perhaps even snippets of their own words whether written as guest posts or quotes...
The Herd said…
I just want to say...everything you write about is exactly what I want to read!! I've enjoyed getting updates in my email daily! But, really, I would love to sit across from you and ask things of you---I guess, I would ask what is the attitude you feel from the native kids around you? Do you feel wanted, sometimes, do you want others to join you down there, b/c it's amazing to see God work? I am wondering how different Russia is to many countries with orphans. I hear of African stories, and they seem so different than what I saw or experienced in Russian orphanages. It challenges me to dream about checking out different countries and experiences. There are somethings that I would pick your brain on that I don't think I'm brave enough to write about yet-I could ask in person, but writing it, well, it seems so much stronger. I know on my blog, because I have Russians and Americans alike reading at times, I cannot be so brutally honest about the feelings that I came home with after two years there. I love the people I met there; I don't want them to think anything different than that.
Thanks so much for blogging your heart, thoughts, experiences!

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