What I’m Reading, because I’m too fried to do anything else
I’ve been doing more reading than writing these days. I feel like I can do three out of four things: study, spend time with the kids, exercise, and blog. Sleeping has, of course, been out of the question
for the last several months since Jamsine was born.
I normally go into my conversations with a set of proven questions to ask, that I find will elicit a wide variety of anecdotes from people’s lives: happiest moment, saddest moment, things like that. But with people fleeing war, it is absolutely impossible to discuss anything beyond the present moment. Their circumstances are so overpowering, there is absolutely zero room in their minds for any other thoughts. The conversation immediately stalls, because any topic of conversation beyond their present despair seems grossly inappropriate. You realize that without physical security, no other layers of the human experience can exist. “All day they do is cry for home,” she told me. (Dohuk, Iraq)
Humans of New York is on a World Tour with the UN. The stories are beautiful and heartbreaking.
4. Do I love this item more than the clutter it might create? “Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful” is often quoted when simplifying the items in one’s home but in our case, we had too many useful or beautiful items.
Five questions to ask yourself when purging. Something to think about as our next pack out draws nearer, and I’ll be once again faced with how to ship and store our family scrapbooks.
I had the pleasure of meeting Chris the other day; we’ll be serving together in Jerusalem. This is excellent advice for life (but specifically FMs, GSOs, and fellow ICASS service providers) that sums up tp, “Don’t be an asshole.”
Kelly’s got a great list up that summarizes the culture shock that I always feel when visiting the States from abroad. Two highlights (but really, read the whole thing):
2.) Dress is casual. Very casual. I have always dressed like an American wherever I live, but I like that here I can go to the grocery store in shorts and t-shirt and not look out of place. Yep, these are my t-shirt wearing, flip-flopping peeps, right here.
6.) The food is both awful and wonderful. At our temporary apartment we were greeted with a basket of junk food on the kitchen counter, and they were giving away cupcakes and sugary iced coffee in the lobby at happy hour for some reason. But on the other hand, there is great produce at the grocery store, lots of healthy, tasty, not-schnitzel food in restaurants, and the salads don’t have potatoes in them. You can have a chicken Caesar salad or noodle bowl for dinner or you can scarf free cupcakes. Your choice.