Down Under!

I'm here...down under! I've crossed the equator and am now in the southern hemisphere. I've also crossed the dateline and lost a day that I will never have again...at least not for the foreseeable future!
Sitting in Brisbane airport now delayed due to a missed flight. Actually, quite nice to have the extra couple of hours to catch up with myself.
My flight down was on this big beast...

I had a bulkhead seat with no one next to me...all the legroom at a fraction of the price of the seats in the nose of the plane! Once again, I feel so well looked after.

I slept and watched movies, most of which I can't actually remember. No doubt I will have that deja vu feeling in the future as I find myself watching a movie...and having to work out where I could possibly have seen it before!

The one I do remember is 'Soul Surfer'. Worth watching - the story of a girl who lost her arm to a shark.
I definitely respond to what I watch (that's why I tend to avoid scary films etc)... After this one, I stuffed my arm in my bag and stood taller. The twinkle was showing too as I laughed at myself!

Better go - flight calling to get to Perth...

Lollipops...

We've watched Hannah and Caleb playing soccer the last couple of days... They did really well - and it was fun watching them. Fun to listen to the commentary from the sidelines too!

Lollipops appeared and were enjoyed by all.

Note to self - in future lollipop pictures, remember to place lollipop in the middle of mouth and avoid chipmunk face! Thanks, B & P, for sharing that one....not!!

Goodbye Chicago....

I'm sitting in LAX waiting for my next plane which will take me to Brisbane.
I've munched some tortilla chips and had some soup in an airport restaurant, mindful that I will probably be fed on the next flight.
Barrie, Pam and I spent much of the journey to O'Hare in quiet - with little flurries of conversation. What was there to say? The tears were close to the surface for me...these are dear friends...and the words that really wanted to be spoken wouldn't surmount the lump in my throat. I think they understood though. Kindred spirits do.
The miles disappeared, the I90 was clear and the airport arrived too soon.
A quick goodbye, tears and hankies - and then a big laugh...humour spotted even in the midst of this! How I will miss them!

Check in done (love my new suitcases!!)...
security entered...
scanned - check
swabbed - check
patted down - check
...and no man's land here I come....
...straight to the nearest Starbucks!

I love America!!

Now, 13.5 hours in the plane. My kindle is loaded...my headphones are at the ready...flight socks unrolled and waiting...all the little things that I love to have handy are syphoned off into a 'sub-bag' ready for under the seat...overhead locker awaits my other cabin bag... I'm good to go!

Will update when I get down under...

Onwards...

Tomorrow, I leave for Perth, Australia. I can't quite believe it. Suddenly my month is finished here and I don't know if I am quite ready for it to be done. It's another goodbye...

I have been in the midst of lists today...making sure I have everything I need...everything done...everything ready...
We've been at football (soccer) games last night and this morning - Labour Weekend Tournaments in which Hannah and Caleb are playing. The games are continuing throughout the afternoon but I have had to draw back in order to prepare for leaving. Another time I wish I could be in two places at once.

How do I feel about leaving?
Sad...and excited...and sad...and excited...and...and...and...

I'm so looking forward to seeing Gav and Dee....but I'm going to miss my friends here very much. All the smiles and laughs...all the mocking and fun...all the chats and sharings...the evening beers and pretzels...the ease of just hanging out.
I'm going to miss them, my family here.
My comfy cardi Orrs.

Hot!!

On our way back from Cincinnati, look what the temperature gauge was showing...

Eek!!

It was hot!!

Dick and Sibyl

Pam and I drove down to Indiana this week, passing through Indianapolis and on towards Cincinnati. We were heading for The Springs, new home of Dick and Sibyl Towner.


The Springs


A road trip is always fun and this one was no different. Pam and I talked and laughed and sang on the journey down. She drove and I 'D-Jayed'.
We arrived at lunchtime, walked in and felt the 'homeness' of Dick and Sibyl straight away. Even with boxes lying around (they only moved in a few days ago), the house is beautiful. Outside, the farm is green and peaceful. It's all gorgeous.
Our 24 hours there felt luxuriously long and unhurried. We went to church on Wednesday night at Crossroads church in Cincinnati. Once again, I knew that the Lord had gone ahead of me.
The sermon was all about Adventures - apt timing or what?! It was so good for my soul to hear these words as I was thinking ahead to climbing aboard a plane on Sunday and heading off for the next part of my adventure...


Here is the link - well worth listening to...


Crossroads Church - Adventures


The rest of our time at The Springs was relaxed and replenishing. Sibyl and I went for a walk and talked and talked, sharing our common current adventures. Seeing them establishing their home is making me excited in anticipating establishing mine - wherever it is!

The Springs - Dick and Sibyl's new home

Inside one of the 4 cabins

Overlooking the lake - blethering time over breakfast!

Dick and Sibyl

I am so glad we made it down to see The Springs. It is good to move forwards having lingered for a while in the Towner's company.

Broken Fingers

As many of you know, I often have a bandaid on my left pinkie. This is because it usually has a tear in the glove and the plaster is to cover the gash and stop the tear splitting any further.
My brand new hand developed a tear within a few days of being in Chicago...so I donned the plaster and on I went as usual. The neat thing about the plaster is that it is a conversation starter. Where people might be reluctant to say, "What happened to your arm?", they feel much freer to ask, "What happened to your finger?" There are usually smiles and chuckles as I explain that I have broken it. I get asked a lot!
I spent some time with good friends of mine, Mike and Teri, the other week. What a treat it is to hang out with them!
Apart from being fab and real comfy cardi friends, Mike and I also share limblessness - for him a leg and for me an arm. I love sharing this with him - a rare and valued fellowship.
Because of this friendship, I was able to go and meet the team who provide Mike's legs for him in the hopes that they might be able to do something to help my pinkie situation. I was pretty sure anything they could do would be limited apart from replacing the whole glove, but this didn't matter because it was just being able to go and meet them that meant the most.
My ability to enter the world of prostheses is just part of my life...and I take it for granted at times. This time, I drove towards the clinic with eagerness. I have loved being here in Chicago - it has been SO good for my soul - but it has also been tiring on my 'arm-front'. I have been asked so very often about my arm and have danced the dance of sharing and bridging and setting folks at ease. It's been good but has taken its toll. So many people have asked....everywhere....everyday...
This is why it was so good to be able to head into a world, even just for a couple of hours, in which I was not different...where no one stared...in which it was normal to have a limb missing.
The moment Greg and Brian came into the room - in fact, the moment I sat down in the surgery - I could feel my soul draw in a long, sweet breath and then relax.
A moment or two of feeling at home.

We sat and blethered for a few minutes. What a cool thing these guys do! They are so passionate about it all...it was a real treat to hang with them for a while.
I asked to see around the workshop.

Check it out...

All in all, a special time coming at just the right time for me. I am so grateful to God for it. He knew I needed it, had it in mind for me and set it all up without my knowing how much I needed it!