I had a fantastic day. And because it was so darn fantastic, I want to share it with you! Aren't you lucky!
Today I was presenting the orphanage at a booth at the College of New Caledonia Community Fair. I didn't have a huge turn out, a lot of people just walked by my table, but it was about what I expected. Those that did stop either stopped because they knew me and wanted to see my pictures, or because something caught their eye. I had one girl tell me she was very interested in doing something like this, as soon as she finished her nursing program. I told her that we could arrange a place for her in the clinic as well, and she looked excited. Some people looked at my pictures and announced that they could never do that, but certainly admired those that could. Some people talked about the lack of material things, and then felt a little bad themselves. Someone asked me if it was hard to look at their pictures from so far away. It was a little hard to answer – in some ways, it makes me miss them less – I cannot forget their faces when they are everywhere in picture – but in some ways, it makes me miss them more, knowing that they have grown so much in the last six months, and that I can no longer hear their voices. I probably gave away less than 10 fliers! I did however give a flyer to Volunteer PG – and the lady there asked me if I would be willing to do a small presentation for their members (of which, I think I am one – I get the emails for all the postings anyways!) about a volunteering abroad kind of thing. I told her that I was more than happy to talk about my experiences in Ghana, and how anyone can help. That will be good! On a side note, I still need to go back to the church as well, maybe that can help us via donations or volunteers as well! I told people that for about $3000 you could get to Ghana and back, and have between $500 and $1000 for spending money. This impressed people – it was like most still think that flying overseas is incredibly expensive, whereas, I can actually get to Ghana cheaper than I could fly across Canada sometimes! All in all, I would say that it was a good day, and I certainly enjoyed talking to people about the kids and all the fun I had in Ghana. The biggest question was “would you go back” and my answer, of course, is “absolutely - I am working on finding tickets for Christmas right now”. That's always a good selling point when the person is going back themselves! If I go back early, Katherine will be there, and I can see how amazing she has been (not that I don't know this already) with raising over $10 000 for the orphanage building! Of course, I will see this anyways, but I can see it with her!
After my lovely time with my orphans, I killed an hour with Sonya and then headed to work. Unfortunately, there was no work to be done, and three hours to be killed. Nearing the end of my shift, someone asked me if I wanted to be busy. I said I much preferred that to doing nothing – admitting that there is only so much I can rely on Facebook to keep me entertained for! She gave me a small project that she says I can work on for the next 2 nights I am in to work as well, since there was only half an hour tonight left for me to work on it. I got a pretty good start on it, and was more than happy to do it for them!
I rushed home from work, gobbled down dinner, and headed back out to a coffee date. Sadly, I called it a date to a friend of Mom's and got the lecture that it is not a date unless you are dating or planning on dating or whatever, and to never kiss on the first date! My friend, whom I was going out with, is engaged, and I have no plans of EVER messing around with someone engaged or married! I told him this story, and he laughed saying he would have thought when I said 'date' that it was just what we were on – a coffee date with an old friend. But, in the past, I have gotten myself in trouble using the word date when I say something simple like “it's a date” and the other party goes “uh, wait, what?”. Dave and I chatted for 2 hours before we headed on home. It was so nice to sit and talk with him. He was my best friend in grades 8 through 10, and continued to be my good friend beyond that. We have always been able to chat quickly on the street when we run into each other, but have never actually hung out since probably grade 10. We laughed a lot, which is always a good sign! We both promised that we should do it again soon, and that I should meet his fiancee. I hope it's true, because I do miss him! And he is someone worth missing – he is a genuinely good guy. He has always been there for me, he has always stood by my side when I needed someone. It appears that he would still do the same for me today.
I have a confession to make though. I only just realized this, or at least only just admitted it to myself. There is not a man in the world who has shown me attention (which I enjoyed, as opposed to those who creep me out), who I have not claimed love for. Dave was probably the first, but at least I always just called him my best friend. I am not sure what I would have said had he ever asked me out over the years. Daveypoo; oh, I would have done anything for that punk kid! <3>
Anyways, today was amazing, but I should have been in bed at least an hour ago, so now I am going to say goodnight and head off to dream, hopefully about my babies and of no horror! Wouldn't that be nice!
Hey, thanks for loving me. I really appreciate it. And I really love you too!
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