Victor Ayala

Talent in Ensenada!
Talento en Ensenada, Baja California!

Estamos muy anciosos de ver el gran por venir de Victor (y de sus amigos) con este increíble talento que Dios le ha dado. 

Toda tu familia te apolla Victor :o)

fall o9

LOts to write about.

Today were J & E's first soccer games of the fall season. J had the opportunity to play goalie for his team and E made a goal for his. Uncle T showed up to watch the second half of J's game- a great surprise.

My brother's second son, baby j, was born on wednesday (Aug 19 at 5: 50 pm). I had the awesome blessing to witness the birth alongside Twink (my sister). j was born six weeks early and is still in the NICU but thriving. We expect him to be home very soon.

I have been filling in as apartment manager until the complex owner (where I live) finds a replacement manager. I only plan to keep the position until September 1st and then return to substitute teaching. While the rent reduction incentive plus income is appealing, I do not like being on-call 24/7. Also, if I intend to be hired as a teacher, substitute teaching might help me get my foot in the door.

Not finding a full-time teaching position for this school year has been discouraging. I know that in hindsight I am always able to see God weaving His will through my life, even in the small things-- like my job, so I'm learning to be humble, to wait, and sit-back to see how He makes everything in my life work out for good.

J and E begin school this thursday. E begins kindergarten. My babies are growing up. I anticipate it will be tough for me to see them go.

They will wear uniforms at the school I transfered them to. I can't wait to see them wearing them on their first day. Uniforms may be cuter on a kinder and second grader than they will be when they are in 5th grade -- but, it sure made back-to-school shopping a lot easier.

What else is new?

I am tweeting! with approximately 0 followers ... when you round down :o)

It has been a great way to stay in touch with my sister and know what she is doing.

love for a child

Many times well intentioned and otherwise loving people suggest to me that losing an older child is more difficult than losing an infant. Those same people often conclude that I should move on, be at peace with my loss or even that her death was for the best-- God's will. They pity my resolution to hold on. They do not understand why I would put myself through the pain of seeing the face of my beautiful missing child on my refrigerator, in my digital frame. Out of sympathy for me you wish I would forget her, begin a new and bright chapter in my life where I focus entirely on... the living? right? I understand, except my reality is another one. What I have omitted when I smile, even nod, is that I know I can still love my daughter. In Christ I mourn my separation from her, not a loss. I cannot see her, but she continues to exist. Like a child on a trip, or a child that goes to college, a mother loves her distant child as much as the child on her lap. The love a mother feels for her ten year child is not twice more than the love she feels for her five year old child. Mothers of miscarried children often feel so alone, unable to share the deep love they hold on to and carry with them all their lives. The love I feel for my daughter remains the same now, as when I held her, as tommorow.