Megha Dies
This blog seems to have become a source of information for many Daya dan volunteers. I am very sad to inform all of you who knew her that Megha, Mongol’s sister, died this morning of respiratory...
View ArticleNothing I Can Do
In the last entry, I wrote that Megha, a young developmentally disabled girl who I met and became close to while working at Daya Dan, had died..leaving behind her brother , who also lives there. I...
View ArticleThe Neccessary Distraction of Planning the Next Journey
Well, the phone at Daya Dan is out of order still, so I have no more news to tell you all. Instead, I find myself trying to distract myself fromt the situation and all of my feelings. I simply can’t...
View ArticleThings I Miss Most About Travel in India, Now That I Am Home–And The Things I...
Yet another “Top Ten List”, or rather, several! Things I Miss Most About Travel, (in no particular order) 1. I miss the kids. Not just the kids at the orphanage, but the kids I saw on the streets..I...
View ArticleToday’s News: I Talk to Mongol; I Set Up A New Blog; And, The Adoption...
A NEW BLOG IS BORN! I’ve been working on a brand new blog!…sorry, everyone..I’ve been a bad blogger lately.. Frankly, I have been very busy and also have been spending alot of time creating a new...
View ArticleThe New Blog
Is going to be unveiled this weekend! I’m sorry I haven’t been here. It’s been alot of work to create a new blog and just playing around with all those options and templates has been a bit distracting....
View ArticleLabor of Love
I said here quite awhile ago that I was switching over to a different format and a new site. Yet I haven’t actually posted the link. I guess–even though it looks good–I wanted to make sure that it...
View ArticleBits and Pieces
Brave new blog… I’ve got some bad news–and some good news. Which do you want first? Ok, the bad news. Well, I’d finished the blog this weekend. It looked gorgeous, I loved it. Then I took it to my...
View ArticleEverything Changes In An Instant
My whole life has changed. It started about 8 months ago when a little boy walked into a room I was in and I felt something I had never felt. I did not know what to do with the feeling I had, and...
View Article