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So the groundhog saw his shadow this morning.  And we’re all a buzz about it at our house.  No, there are no groans… they are all downright happy.

They want to go snowshoeing again, and skiing.  They want to build another snowman… this time a whole family of snowpeople.  And they want to build an igloo… this time one that stands up and has a roof.  And don’t forget the hot chocolate, Mom.  If Winter was over, we couldn’t have any more hot chocolate until next Winter.

Those who try to avoid winter find it long and cold.  Those who enjoy winter find the season short.

Picture from Lovlies and Inspiration by Kelly McCaleb

I came across this image the other day and fell in love.  I love the quote too, which I had never read before.  It seemed like the perfect sentiment for what has been on my mind lately.

Though I’ve missed much of the coverage of the earthquake in Haiti, what I’ve listened to has been heart wrenching.  I heard a story yesterday (while waiting in the car to pick up the carpool) on NPR’s The World.  An American doctor, a pediatrician, was being interviewed.  She stoically talked about the nature of the injuries the children in her care had sustained.  She discussed that the most prevalent injuries were crushed bones and compound fractures.  She also described how the children were dying because of infection do to those compound fractures.  Her makeshift hospital did not have the ability to perform surgeries or administer antibiotics because they hadn’t received any of the desperately needed supplies.

The doctor was stoic as I mentioned…. all the way through the interview.  Right up until she talked about one boy in her care.  She feared the boy would die if help did not arrive that very day.  And then she broke down and described how the boy’s mother had lost 3 of her 4 children in the earthquake.  He was the only survivor, and his fate was very precarious.

Unfortunately they never told the fate of the child.  And I found myself praying for that mother that help had arrived.  I imagined myself in her place.  I imagined the desperation and grief.  And I know I cannot truly imagine.

At our house, the kids are doing some extra jobs to earn money to send.  They have heard enough of the coverage to be very sad and anxious to help.  They want to send their old clothes to Haiti, and I am yet to discover whether that is needed or even a possibility.  I am looking at which charity the kids could to send their job chart earnings.  Maybe one that focuses on helping children.

It’s hard to give when you are making it do.  But not impossible.  And if everyone gives a little, it will make a lot.