Blessings of strength and courage

Gaunt, pale and tired appearing. Older than she is. Frail and sad. All appropriate words to describe Adam’s sister, his only sibling, for the past 10 years. We knew she wasn’t right in 2001 when she came with Adam’s Mom to my graduation from Creighton in Omaha. She was withdrawn and emaciated appearing. What followed was literally 10 years of instability.

Drugs.They almost ruined her.

Almost.

Last September she voluntarily checked herself into rehab and came out a different person ready to face 2012. Adam and I both cried the first time we talked to her on the phone after she was out of rehab. She sounded like a different person. She sounded like she cared. Like she was interested in what we said. We had the pleasure of spending a day with her during our recent visit to Mississippi.

Beautiful, strong and healthy appearing. Happy with a new sense of living. This is how she is now. She is a joy to be with. She has new found faith in Jesus, having re-dedicated her life to Him. She attends outpatient rehab meetings and is active in her church. Unfortunately she cannot return home. As with any bad habit she must put that part of her life behind her which means not living in the same community as our family. A two hour drive, though is easy peasy just to see her knowing she is finally well. She still has her nursing license and is getting ready to enter the job force. Her kids, although they love Nana and Pawpaw, look forward to spending more time with their Mom.

It is interesting to feel a sense of peace when thinking of Tina now. While things are not going to be easy for her, we at least know she is healthy again. She is safe and well-nourished. She is leading a productive life once again and we no longer have the worry of getting “that phone call” that she is gone.

We are proud of her and we love her very much. She is beautiful. See for yourself:

Tina & Adam...painting pottery

Michael & Brenda Carter and Family

 

 

Fancy plus an awesome ice cream cone

When driving to Idaho a couple of weeks ago we saw signs for miles imploring us to stop at Little America in Wyoming. It was kind of like when you drive to South Dakota and are inundated with Wall Drug signs every 2.6 miles. We figured it was some little town but come to find out it is simply a glorified truck stop. Not just any truck stop. One that has been awarded the prestigious penguin award. Not sure what that means but it is their mascot and as I have always wanted my very own pet penguin it intrigued me.

It actually is a cute little place. Apparently it is a “census designated place” which I take to mean that enough people wrote down that they were from Little America, WY that they have to identify it as an actual place of residence. There is a fancy hotel that decades ago started with less than a dozen rooms and now has 140. It has three restaurants from sit-down to order-out type places and several gift shops. We especially dig these sunnies:

Probably the best thing about this place, though….I imagine for families traveling with lil ‘uns it is a welcome haven of peace. There is a nice playground that was full of kids while adults were looking on with the “gosh, I hope this tires them out” looks on their faces. Had it not been for the ONLY FOR 12 AND UNDER sign we would have partook our share. Drats.

We did have one of their famous ice cream cones that they baited us with for 257 miles! We both agreed they were the tallest ice cream cone we ever did have….that there must take practice, folks!