Last Haiti Post

Monday came, and we heard there was going to be protesting going on, but we didn’t worry to much about it. Until we heard of multiple people that tried to go somewhere and couldn’t because of roadblocks. Harold was supposed to be having devotions out at the school, so we planned to go along. After hearing different reports, he called the school, and the school was closed for the day. That was when I started to get concerned that we wouldn’t make it to the airport. And I was ready to come home, and see my family 🙂

We decided since we weren’t going anywhere, we would visit Aubrey and Emily up in their school room.Hati, Owen, Misc 165 Hati, Owen, Misc 170_edited-1 Hati, Owen, Misc 171_edited-1Hati, Owen, Misc 172 Hati, Owen, Misc 174The boys “helping” fix the tire.Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 233_edited-1And that’s all for my pictures 🙂

Now, for the rest of the story 🙂 We were planning to leave around 11:30 because our flight left at 2:00p.m. Sherita put a casserole in the oven, we played with the girls at their recess, and packed up. I don’t even remember what time it was when Soney (pretty sure I’m spelling wrong :)), came back from checking things out on the road. Soney was going to drive us to the airport. He lives at the mission in another building, and is a nice, quiet man. Anyways, he came back and said he thinks he can get us to the airport, but we must leave now. I have to confess, I was a bundle of nerves. After quick, tearful goodbyes we were off. Sherita threw some food in a bag for us. I ate a bit. I wasn’t very hungry 🙂

When we started out, we didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. Soney took us a totally different route. There were 4 of us all stuffed in the back seat. Harold was in the front between Soney and John Harold, who also decided to ride along. They didn’t want anyone on the back in case of trouble. We’d heard reports of rocks being thrown, fires, and even some with guns. As we bumped and jarred our way along, I prayed like crazy for safety 🙂 We started coming up on this hill, that when you looked down, you could see a river bed with a bit of water running through it. I’m thinking we are going out around, until Soney makes the turn, and starts driving towards it. I wasn’t the only worried one 🙂 Harold told him he really doesn’t want to get stuck in the mud and water. Soney just smiled. I was thinking, “This guy is not thinking! We are going to sink, get stuck, etc.” But nope, we kept on going. There was another missionary couple that had come into town on Sunday evening because of the protests, Elwood and Anita Martin, and they decided to follow us to the airport. I was sure they were not going to attempt crossing a river in their van, but they did 🙂 They’ve been in Haiti for quite awhile, it probably didn’t even scare them 🙂 While we were driving through the river bed, we came to the 1st road block. A measly row of tires across, blocking the way. Soney spoke to the men, and they kindly moved them. Coming up out of the river bed, it was fairly steep, and we saw a group of men, and big rocks across the road. Soney puts his head out the window, and they are talking back and forth. More like yelling, I thought 🙂 And then John Harold talking loudly, lots of arm movements. And they are motioning, hurry up, hurry up, and start moving the rocks. Now I might add, none of them looked happy about it. And one fellow in particular sticks in my memory. He planted himself directly in front of the truck, waving his arms, yelling, and glaring. He did NOT want us going through. More yelling, lots of praying, and we went through, much to his unhappiness. I guess there were enough other men that were willing to let us pass, that they overrode him. That, and the hand of Almighty God.

Well, we made it through that, and then the truck started acting up 🙂 Something with the 4 wheel drive they thought. We’d go a bit, then lurch to a stop. It sounded like something was dragging. We kept going for awhile like that, until we really came to a stop 🙂 Like jerked to a stop. There were people in the street laughing at us, it was that bad 🙂 So we stopped, threw our bags into Elwood and Anita’s vehicle, and they took us the rest of the way to the airport. They truly were a Godsend. God knew why He put it into their hearts to follow us!

We made it into the airport, kindly refusing the offers to help us, and moved to check in our baggage. A man in an orange vest grabbed our suitcases, put them in a separate lane, and motioned us to where we should go. More on him later. To make a long story shorter, the computers were having issues, we waited and waited, seeing that our plane was boarding. Finally, we could tell the line was moving, but before we knew it, another line was open, and a bunch of the people behind us started being checked through before us. A man we were talking with, wasn’t standing for that. He made sure he told them that is not ok 🙂 We got checked through, and our man in the orange vest was motioning us, hurry, hurry! And we were worried about missing the flight. Then we get to the line where we were to be in, and Mr. Orange Vest holds out his hand for money. You would have thought we would have known better, right when he grabbed our bags, but the orange vest made us think he was with the airport. Wrong 🙂 Well I had literally spent and gave every last dollar away that I had with me. And we were in a hurry. And Burneil and Mindy had a $20. So they gave him that and asked for change. He pulls out a $5. Yes, they said, and one more $5. He opens his wallet, saying, “No more.” Needless to say, as we walked away, I looked back and he was grinning like a bandit 🙂 So now you know, watch out for those orange vested guys too, besides all the others 🙂

They checked us more thoroughly when we left Haiti, than they did in New York. Our personal bags were checked, and we were all patted down. And finally in the plane, and ready for take off.

Our flight home was good. They did warn us of turbulence when we were descending into New York , because the weather wasn’t nice. I was glad they warned us, or I may have thought we were going down 🙂 I got a bit sick from that, but no puking, so that was good. I do remember praying, “God, just please get me on the ground!” 🙂 After we landed, we had to wait a bit in the plane, something with the weather or snow. Then they told us our flight was very close to being diverted to Philadelphia because of the weather issues. You can imagine our relief that that wasn’t what transpired! Do you see why it seemed like one thing after another kept happening, but it always worked out? That was the prayers of you, of church family, of friends, of family, that brought us home!

When we walked out of the plane, the pilot said, “Welcome to reality :)” That reality hitting us in the face in the form of wind, and cold, and did I say wind & cold?? 🙂 It was one tired and happy lady that walked in the door late that night, to be welcomed with a hug from the man I love, and balloons and a note for me from the children. Home never felt so good 🙂 And as I peeked into my children’s sleeping faces, I thanked God for bringing me home to my family. And I slept good that night 🙂

* A side note on the mother of the twins. I couldn’t remember her name. It is Mirlonde. She was ill from tuberculosis, and didn’t seem to be making improvement. Anita Martin, that I talked about in this post, works as a nurse down there, and she told us about a hospital that helps TB patients. Anyways, I am happy to tell you, Harolds took Mirlonde there, and she will have to be there for a bit without her family, but she is getting stronger. I am so happy for her! It pained me to see her so thin and unable to care for those sweet babies. Sherita told me they went to visit her, and took the twins and the rest of her family to see her, and she said she reached for her babies right away. I know she must really miss her family while she is there, so continue to pray for her healing.

And if you want to see my sisters post from when we were there, just click on the link under the blogs I follow. It’s Living 4 Him.

May God bless each of you!

Another Haiti Post

I ended the last post with our visit to the twins.

One thing I forgot to talk about was church. I felt like taking my camera, but didn’t know if that was being respectful, so I didn’t. One thing they don’t lack is enthusiasm 🙂 I liked how heartily they sang. Stanley Fox preached the message, and John Harold, a young Haitian man we learned to know a bit, translated. The energy was high 🙂 And I loved how Stanley preached, and how fast he translated. What really amused me was when Stanley started preaching in Creole, and John Harold switched to English 🙂 Quite interesting!

After visiting the twins, we headed back to the mission so the boys could nap. I think we played some Skum or Black Thirteen, and then when the boys woke up, I took Owen’s pictures for Sherita. Hati, Owen, Misc 135I don’t want to post them till family and friends see them, but I sure had fun! And isn’t he the cutest? 🙂

I think Sunday was the day we crawled up on the roof to look around. The view from up here…Hati, Owen, Misc 101 Hati, Owen, Misc 102 Hati, Owen, Misc 103 Hati, Owen, Misc 104 Hati, Owen, Misc 106Loved this gate with the flowers!Hati, Owen, Misc 100Hibiscus..Hati, Owen, Misc 107_edited-1Walking the streetHati, Owen, Misc 162Lois Ann and Kimberly on their way to see the twins. Lois Ann is Aubrey and Emily’s school teacher. Kimberly is my cousin’s daughter. I enjoyed getting to know both girls.Hati, Owen, Misc 099_edited-1A few more from the street..Hati, Owen, Misc 139 Hati, Owen, Misc 163This was on our way back from taking a peek at Patrick’s house. He is another young man we learned to know a bit. I say young, even though he was older than me 🙂 I guessed him to be 21. He was 34. I don’t know why, but everyone down there looks younger than they are 🙂Hati, Owen, Misc 156Aubrey didn’t want her picture taken. I took that as a challenge 🙂Hati, Owen, Misc 158 Hati, Owen, Misc 160Madame Albert ~ a beautiful lady with a sad story of her own She was so sweet though. Sherita was giving her a dress that Tina ( Sherita’s sis-in-law) made for Madame Albert’s daughter.Hati, Owen, Misc 164Monday morning this young lady came that was cut by a knife her boyfriend was wielding. She cried as Sherita washed it. I felt so bad for her! It was actually pretty deep, and they told her to go to the hospital to get it stitched. She said she had no money to go, so Harold gave her some, and she left with the understanding to come back the next day. I found out she did come back, but was unable to get to the hospital because of the protesting on Mon.

And I again underestimated how many pictures I took, so I will finish up my Haiti trip with another post. Did I say how many posts I was doing on Haiti? 🙂 Bear with me. It’s not every day you get to do a trip like that 🙂

Hope your week is going well!

More of Haiti

I’m telling you folks, it is winter for real around here! Winds, snow, cold, cold, cold. But I’m cozy right now, and I’m thinking about that time we went to Haiti 🙂 If only I could have brought that weather home! Church was cancelled today. So we are spending time at home. This morning, I put pictures in photo albums. Now, it’s the middle of the afternoon, had a 1/2 hr. snooze, and I’m blogging 🙂

Are you up for round #2 on Haiti? Here goes….

I believe the last post ended on our Sat. morning there. We ate our breakfast, and readied for our trip to the beach. It was not a super sunny day, but nice and warm. Our drive took us an hour and a half. The back was where I rode. We stood the whole time, and it didn’t even seem long 🙂 Too much to see!

Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 171_edited-1A Haitian man showed us this fellow. Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 173So much beauty! It was hard to believe how beautiful this beach was, and then to see the filth elsewhere.Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 180Yes, flipflops all weekend. Now, its long johns 🙂Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 170_edited-1This trampoline was put to good use while we were there 🙂 I was only on it for a bit. I’m too much of a klutz to stay upright too long, but it was fun 🙂Hati, Owen, Misc 040 Hati, Owen, Misc 044 Hati, Owen, Misc 046So much cuteness!Hati, Owen, Misc 050Hati, Owen, Misc 035_edited-1Only the Creator could make something so beautiful!Hati, Owen, Misc 049 Hati, Owen, Misc 052_edited-1 Hati, Owen, Misc 058_edited-1 Hati, Owen, Misc 060The flowers were like therapy for my eyes 🙂 Just stunning!!Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 172 Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 178Have I made you sufficiently jealous?? 😉 Yes, our time there went too fast. I just couldn’t believe I was on the beach in another country, while my people back home were trying to stay warm.

All too soon it was time to pack up. and head back to the mission. We wanted to go out for supper, and Harold doesn’t like to be out on the roads after dark too much, so we headed for “home”.

Ok, back after a little break to help hubby milk, make supper, and bathe little miss.

It was neat eating out at a restaurant in Haiti. The food took maybe a little longer to come out, but it was presented very nicely, and the waitstaff was great!Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 189_edited-1 Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 190_edited-1Trying to occupy little Owen.Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 191My salad. It was beautiful and yummy. But I do not like tomatoes, cucumbers, olives, or quite that much cabbage, so it was passed around and the plate was cleaned up 🙂 I just realized I sound kind of picky 🙂Hati, Owen, Misc 063Sunday morning before church, burning off some energy 🙂Hati, Owen, Misc 071So much cuteness!Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 194Dealing with a drunk man at the gate. He was crying and saying “I love you” 🙂 He was hungry he said, so they offered mangoes. “No, no!” He didn’t want that. Harold decided he was not hungry 🙂 Hati, Owen, Misc 081In the afternoon, we went to visit the little twins and there sick mama. I really could have brought them home! They were such dolls!Hati, Owen, Misc 090_edited-1Everyone wanted to hold them 🙂Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 196 Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 197 Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 200Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 204Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 205Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 202 The mother was skin and bones. Her face looked healthy though, and she was beautiful. But she is too weak to take care of her babies, so her mother and sisters help. You can see their home. Simple block walls. Dirt floor. 2 rooms. I was astounded. We have so much in America. Too much. But they hung curtains at the window. The beds looked clean. Her mother (the twins Grandma), was washing clothes when we came. And she may have been using a dishpan and scrubbing by hand, but the clothes hanging on the line were clean! You could tell she worked hard. Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 207Some of her wash line was barbed wire. Really, it made my heart break seeing their poverty. Hati, Owen, Misc 080 These girls. Beautiful! The one in the white dress told Sherita she was thirsty. She said she had nothing to drink. So sad! Hati, Owen, Misc 085Beautiful child. I gave them smarties. I think they liked that 🙂Hati, Owen, Misc 087_edited-1We couldn’t understand each other, but I motioned if I could take her picture, and she nodded and gave me this lovely smile. If only she grows up to follow Jesus. She is just precious!Hati, Owen, Misc 091_edited-1 Hati, Owen, Misc 092_edited-1 Hati, Owen, Misc 093This was their “yard”. They had 2 pigs. Hati, Owen, Misc 097_edited-1 Hati, Owen, Misc 098_edited-1This was where they cooked. Just totally opened my eyes. You can read about it. You can picture it. But until you are there, you just don’t really see how some people have to live. And to them it’s probably all they knew. I had to think, why did I grow up where there was always plenty? Why do they have to struggle? So many things go through your mind. You just feel like giving all your money away to them. The Grandmother said they were hungry. They had used the last of the rice. Do any of us have any idea what that would be like?! To not know when you can eat again. We did give her something then to help, but this is not just their family. So many more! I know it’s something Harold doesn’t always know how to handle. When so many have need, but you have to watch how much you give as well. There is always those that will take advantage.

I must close this post. I still have more pictures, but we shall have to do a 3d post 🙂 I best get to bed. Tomorrow morning I’m milking, and that alarm goes pretty early 🙂 It is supposed to be below zero, and windy 😦 Ahh, the perks of farming 🙂

Home again!

Yes indeed, we survived the flight 🙂 Some of you are patiently waiting for a Haiti post. I’m getting there 😊 This is the longest break I’ve ever taken from blogging 🙂 Guess I needed time since we came home, and it’s been a bit busy. I often do my blogging at night after the children are in bed, but for some reason, I just felt like sleeping instead. That warm Haitian weather definitely left you feeling more motivated than this arctic blast around here 🙂

So I’m doing at least 2 posts on Haiti,  because you know me, I took LOTS of pictures!

I just want to say a big thanks for all your well wishes and prayers for our trip! I am convinced your prayers brought us back home on time. More on that later, maybe another post 🙂 Right now, Dale and I are sitting in a dr.’s office, waiting to see if Tristan qualifies for vision therapy. We are so hoping they can help our little man! He struggles so much with learning, and we are hoping this helps him out!

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Waiting for takeoff

My alarm went at 12:45 a.m., Friday morning. We took 2 suitcases full of frozen things, so I packed that up, and we were off. We were enroute to JFK by 2:30, if I remember right. Traveling went well, as did our security check in. We boarded the plane on time, but then ended up waiting on the plane for more than an hour, waiting to get de iced. I have to say I loved takeoff! That feeling of power, and then the slight lift. Flying was not my favorite part of the trip, but it sure was pretty up there! And it gave us some time to catch a few much needed winks 😉20150130_133932So pretty!Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 151_edited-1Descending into Haiti. And then the chaos 🙂 Lots of offers, let us help with your bags. We turned them down. Uniformed men ushering us through the crowd.  We spot Harold and Sherita. Quick hugs and a few tears. I’m thinking, these guys are helpful. And then one grabs my bag. Let me help you. Yes, so kind. And then we get to the truck, and the asking for money begins. So I give the guy a bit. Then the next guy wants some, too. He was carrying another suitcase, not mine. I told him, I paid the one that had my suitcase. He put on his puppy dog face, please some for me. Welcome to Haiti!! 🙂

And then riding on the back of the truck to the mission. I loved it. All the sights, smells. An eye opener. And every now and then, Harold’s driving opened them a bit wider 😉 There is no system to the driving there. Well, yes, there is. It’s grab gears and go. It’s fly and be ready to stop quick. It’s each for his own 🙂 Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 163 Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 169_edited-1When we ride on the back, we ride in style.20150131_090401Mindy and I. My barn bandanna came in quite handy. Sherita had the nice scarves.Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 159 Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 162We had this terrible joke about the scarves. We called them “The Glittery Jewels”. But we said this in our best dutchy accent. “Glichree Chewels”. Maybe we were tired 🙂 Anyways, I still laugh about those scarves.

When we got back, we were served a Haitian meal that their cook made. I didn’t care for the bean sauce, and the picklies ( I’m sure that’s spelled wrong), but the rice and vegetable sauce were sooo good! Hati, Owen, Misc 022_edited-1I just made myself hungry 🙂 I don’t think I got a picture of the cook. Her name was Milan. That’s probably spelled wrong too 🙂 But she was a sweetheart!

Love these cuties! Little Owen fell asleep on the way back from the airport, so he wasn’t on the picture.Hati, Owen, Misc 012Hati, Owen, Misc 015Brandy: best beggar around 🙂 She loved any table scraps. And when she’s in protective mode, Look out! I heard her run against the gate quite a few times 🙂Hati, Owen, Misc 017Couldn’t get enough of this scenery!Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 224Hati, Owen, Misc 019Picking a flower for his mommy.Hati, Owen, Misc 026_edited-1They loved all the gifts that we brought along!Hati, Owen, Misc 031_edited-1The young guys night for games.Hati, Owen, Misc 032BreakfastMisc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 153So good! I even added their powdered milk to my oatmeal. A little hard for the farmer’s wife 🙂 It wasn’t bad 😉Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 158These 2! So stinkin cute! They got lots of kisses whether they wanted them or not 🙂Misc. and Haiti, Jan. 2015 156That is the last one for this post. I knew it would be hard for me to end a post when I started 🙂 I have so many more pictures to share with you. We’ll see when I get that accomplished. Have a great weekend!!