My sister is on my mind and heart non-stop. I'm nearly obsessed. The first thing I did this morning was check my email and the LPM blog for any communication. There wasn't anything yet. Then someone sent us a link to the Compassion Bloggers' Flickr page. I went on there immediately and was so excited when I found a picture of my beautiful sis. She's alive! Well, of course she was, but I'm dramatic like that. I also cried just seeing her face. My big sis instincts are on overdrive.
A few minutes later a post appeared on the other blog and I had an email from her. Yeah! Among other things, her email said, "Compassion is AMAZING. Like seriously." I called my mom asap to read her the post. She's at the ranch and has no Internet connection. Then I texted my bro-in-law to let him know to look on the blog. He wrote me back and said he was crying at work. We are all still here, but our hearts are there with her and with those children.
So naturally I've been thinking about our Compassion kid in Honduras. I'm terrible at snail mail, but I decided to see if I could figure out how to email him through their web site. It worked and it was so easy! Yeah! When I logged in, I found all sorts of info about him, including his family's monthly income. I told it to Curt and he did the math. He said, "In one year they make what it cost us to buy that couch you're sitting on." The sad thing is, when I think about this couch, I think of how glad I am that we bought the cheap one because it's been bathed in apple juice and spit up.
Now I'm off to the gym. Incidentally, at $30/month, the gym membership that makes me feel a smidge better about my body costs the same as it does to provide life-changing educational, medical, spiritual, and financial support to our Compassion kid.