Well, I had to call this post something and it does have roses and a birdhouse or two in it. ;-)
A friend came over the other day and we talked and got to know each other better, and I learned she had a Down's Syndrome sister. I have another friend who has a Down's Syndrome child and there's a story in that.
Several years ago when she was pregnant with her 4th child, they suspected she was carrying a child with Down's. I'd never seen her so devastated and bleak because she was naturally a very upbeat and happy person. She was a very close friend and when I talked to her that day she just wanted to be left alone to grieve with her family. I also grieved for her. Her husband was totally devastated. But when "K" was born she wasn't Down's. Now, if anyone could have handled it, she could have. She is the most loving mother I have ever encountered in my life. She loves being a wife and mother. She was relieved though.
Then a few years later when she was pregnant with her 5th child, a girl, she was told that that child was definitely Down's. I think the Lord prepared her for it with the 4th child. "J" is Down's but not severely and can function well and goes to school. But she has blessed that family significantly. I know my friend would never have aborted that child or any child for that matter. We don't believe in abortion in our Church.
Before I joined the Church and became a Christian I believed everyone should make the choice for themselves but I don't know what I would have done if I had been presented with that situation. I still don't know what I would have done then, but I know that now there is no way I could abort a child. I have a family member who did make the decision and she told me at the time,"Don't ever believe it doesn't hurt." I never criticized her decision. I just know I could not kill a baby. But when I see the joy and blessings "J" has brought to my friend's family it tugs at my heart knowing there are people like that—loving, kind and faithful that in the next life the child will be without Down's. Just remembering the story makes me blubber like a...well, like a child, to actually know someone with that much love in their heart. To know this woman is to actually see Christ-like love in action. It is a privilege to call her a good friend.
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These little metal red and white polka items just make me smile, especially with some red roses and pink flowers tucked in the coffee pot.
A friend came over the other day and we talked and got to know each other better, and I learned she had a Down's Syndrome sister. I have another friend who has a Down's Syndrome child and there's a story in that.
Several years ago when she was pregnant with her 4th child, they suspected she was carrying a child with Down's. I'd never seen her so devastated and bleak because she was naturally a very upbeat and happy person. She was a very close friend and when I talked to her that day she just wanted to be left alone to grieve with her family. I also grieved for her. Her husband was totally devastated. But when "K" was born she wasn't Down's. Now, if anyone could have handled it, she could have. She is the most loving mother I have ever encountered in my life. She loves being a wife and mother. She was relieved though.
Then a few years later when she was pregnant with her 5th child, a girl, she was told that that child was definitely Down's. I think the Lord prepared her for it with the 4th child. "J" is Down's but not severely and can function well and goes to school. But she has blessed that family significantly. I know my friend would never have aborted that child or any child for that matter. We don't believe in abortion in our Church.
Before I joined the Church and became a Christian I believed everyone should make the choice for themselves but I don't know what I would have done if I had been presented with that situation. I still don't know what I would have done then, but I know that now there is no way I could abort a child. I have a family member who did make the decision and she told me at the time,"Don't ever believe it doesn't hurt." I never criticized her decision. I just know I could not kill a baby. But when I see the joy and blessings "J" has brought to my friend's family it tugs at my heart knowing there are people like that—loving, kind and faithful that in the next life the child will be without Down's. Just remembering the story makes me blubber like a...well, like a child, to actually know someone with that much love in their heart. To know this woman is to actually see Christ-like love in action. It is a privilege to call her a good friend.
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These little metal red and white polka items just make me smile, especially with some red roses and pink flowers tucked in the coffee pot.
I am still hoping to have a porch swing someday.
I've never seen a turquoise roof and wonder where this might be.
Hubby and I were at Albertsons store the other night to pick up a prescription and when we walked into the store it smelled of hyacinths, lilacs and roses. I was tempted to buy one of their pots of hyacinths but I didn't. I just may go back and buy some.
Just another beautiful spot to relax and dream.
Sigh...
See, there is another birdhouse in the background here.
French, oh yeah, definitely French!
And 2 more birdhouses here. ;-)
We are all gifted; that is our inheritance.
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