Stinky Shirt Saga

Coming on this hosting journey to America isn’t easy. It’s a long trip to a house full of strangers who speak a language you don’t know well, with customs that aren’t familiar. Even a faucet can defeat you. After being here for 24 hours, I asked Peter Pan if he would like to take a…

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Five Seconds

We had just finished decorating the tree with all our ornaments when it happened. I had told Peter Pan how each ornament represented something we did the year it was purchased, whether it was a trip we took or an event that happened. And I showed him how we each have an ornament with our…

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Beginnings

He is here. Peter Pan flew across hours and oceans to live with us for the next four weeks. And we are both reeling a bit at this prospect. I saw his face when he came off the plane: the way the relief of reaching the destination mixes with the realization of total bone-tired exhaustion…

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On Stillness and Quiet Miracles

In one week, Peter Pan will be here. In one week, our lives will change forever. I know that this sounds a touch on the dramatic side, but hosting is a lot like having a baby, and is a major change to our world. Everything will revolve around acclimating ourselves to this new life in…

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My Very Own Peter Pan

He doesn’t want to grow up. Not alone. Please not alone. That’s what he told me with longing in his quiet eyes. I met this darling Lost Boy in a McDonald’s of all places. I was traveling with New Horizons for Children, interviewing orphans who were hoping to be part of the Christmas hosting program,…

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Living in Their Spaces

It has been three days. It has been lifetimes. I don’t even know where to start. We are here, in their spaces. In their world. I feel so inadequate to write what it is to be here. It is everything. We arrived and she was there waiting. She told me I should have dyed my…

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