Flowers, Plaid, and A Frozen Yogurt Bet

Tulip Time

Tulip Time

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Mi Amor's cousin and the doggie!

Mi Amor’s cousin and the doggie!

Always lots of dancers

Always lots of dancers

The ending bow

The ending bow


WhiteCaps! My first baseball game!

WhiteCaps! My first baseball game!

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Off to Grand Haven

Off to Grand Haven

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I told Cameron to go under (p.s. water was ICE CUBE TEMP)  he said, "What would you give me?" I said, "I'll buy you Frozen Yogurt"  He said, "Okay" Walked out about ten yards, dove under, came back with a smile on his face.

I told Cameron to go under (p.s. water was ICE CUBE TEMP)
he said, “What would you give me?” I said, “I’ll buy you Frozen Yogurt”
He said, “Okay”
Walked out about ten yards, dove under, came back with a smile on his face.

His victory of the frozen yogurt bet.

His victory of the frozen yogurt bet.


Sunshine & Nicknames

 “You may think that in life,
a lot of things happen to you along the way.
The truth is, in life,
YOU happen to a lot of things along the way.”

After a three-day trip to Grand Rapids, I sit here, wondering how many things have changed in my life within the last six months…
And now, the time has come for another big decision.

Sunday; church, drove 2 1/2 hours to meet up with Sarah and began our silliness together.
Met friends of hers, went to a wonderful student-led worship hour at Cornerstone University.
Got to know more about her life as we took a joyous walk
Monday; breakfast (Sarah’s treat–<3 her!)
Sat in her Creative Lit. class, randomly met up with a friend from high school (awesome sauce!)
Went to coffee and the Meyer Gardens with Mi Amor’s grandpa
Chilled with Sarah and her roomies.
FABBBUUULOUS coconut Ice Cream at Jersey Junction
Had a beautiful movie night, after a chat-it-up, officially ending at 3 a.m.
{special thanks to The Notebook}
 Tuesday; sundresses and flip flops–Sparrow’s coffee/chai latte
checked out the apartment that was seriously being looked into
more chattings with a roomie and lunch at The Soup Shop
Glorious God-stories and travelings
Leave for home:
2 1/2 hours later;
surprise Mi Amor after he worked, had THEE quickest “hello/goodbye”
Fueled up at $3.63 before I had to pay $4.00
Hugged an old friend
Went to a Positive Alternatives Board Meeting
{crisis pregnancy center}
came home, updated the dear parents 


whatttttttttt, three days have already gone by!?
choices, choices, choices.
First of all: got a new nickname (I hope it sticks…i like it)
Westie =]
‘Cause of two Sarah’s, one of us had to be called something else…and I’ve got no history with any body, so Westie was introduced and I like it.

I love my Sarah dearly;  God is seriously moving me to G.R. I can feel it.
And He’s using Sarah as His choice instrument :]
She is so special and dear to my heart,
I cannot wait to dive into this life.

Hard choices to make though, moving and all…
Prayers are definitely appreciated through this bizarre maze.

No matter what, I will effect people around me, I will happen to a lot of things. Me entering a different circle of life will change me, my surroundings, and people I’m with.
Uncertainty comes with a lack of confidence…I have such a passion for what God is going to do in the next six months, but am also very confused at what I need to be doing, to be His instrument.
I know God will let me know what I need to do, in His time…

…meanwhile, life back home goes on, and I continue to grow up….


{taken after the realization that it’s been YEARS since our last picture  together}

Blowing Dandelions

I have had a great couple of days off of work.

Starting Thursday, I went to the Detroit Institute of Art with Mi Amor and his grandparents.

After a full Thursday of traveling through time, my Friday was spent with some friends at Great Lakes Crossing, where we walked, laughed, and sought out great deals.

Saturday was a catch-up day with my soon-to-be-sister-in-law. Dancing on a bridge and going back through old photos had smiles on our faces. The day ended with a game night, lasting till 3a.m. with our college-age ministry group (Encounter). 
Sunday was a morning of acoustic guitars, violin, and upright bass anda great message on the faith of the centurion was spoken by the Pastor.  
Catching up with other friends after church was marvelous as well, talking guitars and travel and life. 
After an introduction to Pier1, I was gone in lala land. I absolutely LOVE that store, officially finding my connection to the perfect combination of home decor style/fashion/comfort and most importantly, SALES.

Eating chinese with my parents, Lizzie and her mom, swirled together with so much laughter I was able to see the rarity of my dad almost crying with hilarity. 

I came home to a perfect package from my cousin, equipped with memories lighting up my face, along with a postcard from Paris, written by my lovely and indescribably amazing friend who has been over in Europe since last Summer. 
And of course, I went running.

Mi Amor exposed me to even more Star Wars to lessen my hate towards it, while we ate frozen yogurt and popcorn. 

This morning ranted and dreamed and laughed with a beautifully passionate soul–my childhood bestie.
Talking to her is the perfect blend of character from the early double digits with the intelligence of the early second decade…at least I like to think so.  

And after all this…I might be moving to Grand Rapids. (about 99.9% assured)




Ever feel like your blowing the dandelion, making the wish, while its actually happening?


The more I’m around older generations, the more I’m introduced to the wisdom of ante-days.
Being wise has it’s perks, as long as you are willing to share that knowledge.
My morning began with grandma’s pancakes and homemade bread. I then followed my grandpa out to his garage, where he smokes his pipes and does wood works and odd jobs. He and I sat down, and all the while between puffs of smoke would share our lives.
He told me of my dad, some of the similarities of my brother, jobs, and then THEE subject I struggled with the most…cancer.
He told of how his doctor cannot believe how my grandpa has no pain, with the amount if cancer that consumes him.
I fought tears and swallowed hard often.
It is a blessing to have him here on this earth still, a miracle really.
After an hour or less of chatting we headed to church.
My uncle’s mom is 98 years old and dying slowly…she wants to meet Jesus somethin’ fierce.
We watched this movie tonight called “The Straight Story”. It’s about a man named Alvin Straight who rides his lawnmower halfway across Iowa into Wisconsin to see his brother. They are in their 70’s. Alvin, along the way meets various persons to whom gives advice.
It’s honestly a big adventure, this life. No matter if your a believer or not, the earthly life is a great discovering trail.
I’ve just begun mine, and although I know many who carry it, I’m tapping into the hidden wisdom that situations sow and reap.
I love my grandpa so very much, I am so thankful for the opportunity to share moments with him.
Our lives come and go, just like breezes…

Panama Journal Entries

June 30~

On my way to Panama once again! Yay! Cameron is traveling with me and I am extremely excited for him to experience an inkling of what I lived through for three months.
My mom, dad, and Teresa are all being involved and teaching a marriage seminar in El Valle.
Cameron and I are watching the children so that the couples are able to deepen their love for one another without such distractions.
God will use us–I know it!

He is awesome, mighty, and graceful–who knows what whispering ways He’ll work in us… 

I am practicing my Spanish in my head and have been for the last week. I had two days where my rambling mind only allowed me four hours of sleep.

I have only spoken little bits, here and there, but this trip I am going to try to be more outgoing and not care how bad my Spanish is~yo necesito a practicando! 

Our flight goes from Detroit to Houston to Panama City. And we are currently about an hour and a half from Panama!
Gracias a Dios por su bondad! Safe flights are ALWAYS nice! 

Sleep seems to be out the door–none of us has really rested well, just enough to rest the eyes.. Good thing today we don’t have too much planned besides catching up with mi otra familia and putting together the marriage seminar books.

July 1~

Genesis 25 con mi amor; Cameron.

Went to visit the school today and saw so many familiar faces, each one of them lit up my heart as their smiles came after meeting my eyes. 

When Nair saw me, I almost cried because of how much she hugged me.
I was sort of scared that none of the kids would remember me, but the girls saw me at the playground and Cameron put it this way “She was mobbed and I was back, standing alone watching”.

Jesús {one of the second graders from last year that I connected with} was in my friend Florencia’s third grade class, so when she was outside her door-I asked her if I could see him.
She called him outside, “Jesús, please come here”
I was slightly around the corner digging in my back pack for a picture and frame that I put together for him for his birthday the next week.
His little body popped out the door and when his eyes met mine, I saw something I’ve never seen before–ever. Desperation for love and an unbelief of presence. I almost cried how tight he held me around my neck as I picked him up in an embrace unlike any of the other kid’s. 

I love that boy, I pray he realizes that. 

Nair introduced me as her sister to her class 🙂

It was different without Sanna…

I love Cameron, he is so quiet and trying to soak up everything. I think he’s comfortable, but frustrated with the fact that he can’t speak Spanish–I know; I was there…I still am sorta there.
I pray God uses us. There are only so many scheduled options for God though…He’s to marvelous to work in a way we expect! 

When José picked Cameron and I up from the Weet’s house, we were introduced to three new couples, I reunited with Glendon and Isa and then met Glendon’s wife!

Rita–who is a Spanish teacher to a high school helped me practice all the way to El Valle. She doesn’t know much English but she is good at helping others, like me communicate. Just like me, she understands more than she speaks (her for English, me for Spanish)
I told her I needed her in my life and that she was good for me. 

José told me that my Spanish was very good. I told him that I hadn’t practiced when I was home. He was astounded.
I think that it was just a lot easier {by God} because I gained self-confidence and decided to not care how terrible I truly do speak. 

It is so good to have friends and family here!!!
I have missed Panama mucho…

July 2~

I woke up this morning and after walking on the beautiful pathway, Rita came up tome and was excited so she started speaking rapid Spanish. I was trying to understand as much as I could, but keeping up was hard–so hard in fact that I misunderstood her; I thought she was asking me to talk to her daughter on facebook, but really she said that I DO talk to her daughter! Then she said the name of her daughter and it clicked that I had misinterpreted and actually KNEW her!!! I was so surprised and happy, I hugged her at least five times. Haha! 

The kids and us overseers went on a long walk for two hours while the sessions for marriage were happening. 

I have never seen Cameron so precious and endearing before. Lucas is a {8 month old(?)} baby who Cameron sweetly carried when my arm got tired, it was so adorable to see him care for him. He was so good with the kids.

I had a good supper with Michelle, Cameron, Kati, and a couple who are a pastor and wife from Chèpo. She doesn’t speak much English at all, but she knows some nouns.
He said he knew some English, but forgot a lot because he did not practice.
Michelle assisted in being the translator when I struggled understanding or spelling correctly.
It was SO good to do that again, like I did in the tribe, except I had Michelle as a translator this time! 

Cameron and I talked a bit before we each went to our rooms. We both are finding it hard to not treat this like a vacation We don’t feel as though we are needed as much as hoped for. Hopefully God brings the harvest to our eyes–a very encouraging thing, BUT even if He does not, I pray I trust Him better yet. 

Feeding Lucas and walking with the group; that's my man 🙂