Thursday, November 26, 2015


Thanksgiving has come and gone, we had much to be thankful for that day. But wait why do we have to be thankful on only Thanksgiving, we are thankful everyday. As I sit here and listen to Ian and his friend, Ryan, watch Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, I continue to think about all there is to be grateful for. The kids in the movie don't seem to be grateful when in reality they have much to be grateful the end of the movie Charlie seems to get it. Thankful for all there is out there, all the people in the world (their village). Everyday we are thankful for our village, thankful for those who realize we are always in need, the needs just differ depending on what is going on; thankful for those who realize their limitations and give when and what they can; thankful for each day, even though I get frustrated, annoyed, angry, sad, lonely at times because with each of those comes happiness, joy, love, laughter, fulfillment and gratitude. We know one day our lives will change and given time we will still find things to be thankful for, until then we will continue to treasure, dream and live.  

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Mystery on Camp Lookout Mountain by: Ian Scher

It's the first day of our weekend camp. The old gang is back. There's Ian, Becca, Marci, Brian, Tee, and Donna; along with all the other campers. The weather is good today, but we will have to deal with fog tomorrow during most of our activities. Right now Ian and Marci have to get all the campers settled on so they can unpack. Becca, Donna and Tee are team captains this year. Brian is no longer in charge of activities because he's too competitive. He is responsible for keeping the equipment clean and he's not happy. Dinner has been served. All the campers are off to bed to prepare for tomorrow's events. It's Saturday, let the games begin. The first event is the canoe race. It was a close race until Becca's team canoe flooded. There was a small hole on the side that Brian said he never saw. The next activity was the Archery competition. Donna's teams' target kept falling because no one's arrow could penetrate the target. Later, it was discovered that the target was magnetic. The hiking trail was the last event. Every camper was to carry a 5 pound backpack for 2 miles. Tee's team came in last place because all of them complained about back pain. Each team lost one of the major competitons. How did that happen? It's a mystery. How did the new canoe get a hole? Why was one teams' target magnet when they're supposed to be wooden? What made one teams' back hurt so bad, they couldn't finish the trail? Is it a coincidence?  Who was responsible for this? Wait a minute! It has to be Brian. He was the one who checked each canoe, set up the targets, and packed the backpacks. Ian and Marci are investigating. They found a little old storage room in the basement of the main cabin. They found a drill, the extra target, and too many rocks. When Ian and Marci met with Brian, he confessed. He didn't like being called the equipment man.

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Rock 'N' Roll Las Vegas Team Lifeline

The day is finally here. All the fundraising, planning, and little bit of training. The pasta party was amazing...the spirit, everyone cheering for Team Lifeline. A few counselors and kids from Camp Simcha were there and they recreated the welcome tunnel, something that is always amazing to see. A video was shown telling what Chai Lifeline means to families, HOPE. The 10k, amazing. Seeing all the people walking/running for different reasons but all the same. There were times when I wanted to quit....the wind and rain made it cold. I didn't quit...I kept thinking about Ian and all he goes through on a daily basis pushed me to keep going. The last mile seemed to take a lot longer then the rest of the race, as Brian said we slowed down. Finally, the finish line was there. One hour and forty minutes after we started. An emotional finish, knowing we did it for Ian and all the kids and their families. As for the after party, well we made it about 10 minutes before heading back to our room to crash. Watch out, we are already talking about Team Lifeline 2016 in Vegas. 

This would not have been possible with out all the people who donated to us a few months ago.  A huge thank you to all of you. Also with out a few special people we could not have done it, Bethany and family as well as our Gilchrist family...thank you all for taking care of the kids. Becca, Bree and Heather for doing 4.2 miles in Baltimore today since they could not be in Vegas with us. 

Hard to believe the day is finally here. 

Ian at the Hotel getting a visit from Becca and a therapy dog.

At the pasta party, gearing up. 

Everyone from Team Lifeline showing the spirit.
Our time at the finish line.
Checking in with Team Lifeline at the end of the race. 
Brian with his metal.
Marci with her metal.

Friday, November 13, 2015

The Ultimate Gift by Jim Stovall

There are no words for this book, it is amazing, beyond...THE UNTIMATE GIFT

THE GIFT OF WORK...he who loves his work never labors. ...He loved me enough to make sure that I learned the entire lesson that my Uncle Red planned for the gift of work. I also learned that there is a certain love which comes from doing a job well. When you can step back at the end of a long, hard day and watch the sun set over a straight and strong fence that you built yourself, you get the feeling that everything is right with the world.

THE GIFT OF is nothing more than a tool. It can be a force for good, a force for evil, or simply idle....I learned that loving money leads to a hollow, empty existence. But when you learn how to love people and use money, everything is in its proper perspective. 

THE GIFT OF is a wealthy person, indeed, who calculates riches not in gold but in friends. ...I learned that you can love others in a way I has never known. When you just worry about yourself, you are always disappointed. But when you think about others and their well-being first, everything works out best for you and for them. 

THE GIFT OF is a lifelong journey whose destination expands as you travel.... I discovered that people who have no material things -- but a passion to learn and a true love of learning -- are really quite wealthy. 

THE GIFT OF PROBLEMS....problems can only be avoided by exercising good judgement. Good judgement can only be gained by experiencing life's problems....taught me that obstacles are nothing more than a challenge that we face. ...when you look at your problems through a spirit of love, you realize that there is a grand design to this world, and the problem is given to you for the lesson it will teach you and the better persons it will make you. 

THE GIFT OF FAMILY...some people are born into wonderful families. Others have to find or create them.  Being a member of a family is a priceless privilege which costs nothing but love. ...I learned that families are present when love is present. People can become a family when they add love to their relationships. Without love, families are just a group of people who share the same family tree.

THE GIFT OF LAUGHTER...laughter is good medicine for the soul. Our world is desperately in need of more such medicine. order to love life, you have to enjoy it. And when you can laugh at the good things and the bad, you will begin to feel the love life really has to offer. 

THE GIFT OF is all that dreamers need to see into the future....I came to understand that life has been given to us with a sense of love for everything around us. Our passions and dreams and goals are the outward manifestations of the love we feel inside.

THE GIFT OF GIVING....the only way you can truly get more out of life for yourself is to give part of yourself away...when you give out of love, both the giver and the receiver have more than they started with.

THE GIFT OF those times when we yearn to have more in our lives, we should dwell on the things we already have. In doing so, we will often find that our lives are already full to overflowing....we can truly feel and experience love when we remember and enjoy all of the wonderful things we have been given. 

THE GIFT OF A as its essence boils down to one day at a time. Today is the day!...if I only had twenty-four hours left to live, I would want to feel and experience as much love as I could and pass it on to as many others as possible. 

What a read....

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Pre-B'Nei Mitzvah Photos

As you may know, things in our world can take a turn in a second, never knowing what the future holds. In May 2016, our twins will have their B'Nei Mitzvah. We decided to take some photos a little early, not knowing what will be in May. 

Here is a link to all of the Pre-B'Nei Mitzvah Photos

Monday, November 2, 2015

Joey and her Walkabout

Joey...this is the photo I posted on Facebook
Our fur-baby...Joey....decided to go for a walkabout (as we are calling it) on Friday. Around 10:30, she was let out to do her thing. Not sure of the exact timing on everything but Joey decided to "forget" where she lived. Yes we are bad parents, she did not have her collar on nor is she chipped. 11:30 came and went and still no Joey, so I went home for my "lunch" break. Thinking it would be easy to find her...she would be sitting on someone else's front porch. I started driving around the neighborhood. No luck. Decided it was time to walk the neighborhood in order to get in backyards with no fences and near the train tracks and stream. Still no luck. At this point, I decided it was time to post on Facebook...but only on my page. This prompted friends to send me messages saying they were coming to a few phone calls to other friends and we had our mom, my in-laws, Brian, Heather, Melissa, Mackenzie, Jodi, Annelise and her daughter. Everyone was either driving or walking the neighborhood...calling her name, although not sure if that matter as we are not sure Joey can hear anymore...after all she is a senior dog at 16 years old. During this time, I had made some calls to vets in the area, the human society and the SPCA. No one had seen her. Jodi came in to let us know her status and asked if I had posted on Facebook, yes I had...she asked what about the Reisterstown Page...nope I had up went another this point it was close to 2:15. We had a hit. I remember reading the post..."someone found a dog earlier today who looked like this one"...who, where, more information I asked. The person found the post and did a screen shot...yup it was our Joey....she had managed to make it to one of the local daycare centers on Main Street. For those who don't know the area I would say that it was about a 2 mile walk...didn't know she still had it in her...or maybe she didn't based on the photo of her from Saturday. I called the daycare to find out that she was a one of the worker's homes about a mile from our house. Off Brian and I went....yup it was her...they were waiting for animal control to come get her since she was not chipped and no collar. At 2:30, we walked back in the door with our fur-baby back in hand. Around 3:30, we got a call from the Human Society to let us know someone had found our dog...I explained how through Facebook we had gotten her back so they could take her off the missing list. As you can see from the photo below taken on Saturday, her collar is back on. We are hoping this was a one time incident and Joey is not going to go for another walkabout. A huge thank you to everyone who helped us to find her and for the staff at A Small Wonders Daycare for taking care of her. 
Joey on Saturday...all she did was sleep...her adventure on Friday tuckered her out.

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Heaven over Hospital

It's all over Facebook, the article on CNN Heaven over Hospital - Dying girl, age 5, makes a choice
Reading this article hit home...the girl is dying of an incurable disease. She has a rare neurodegenerative illness. She was in and out of the hospital 3 times in a 10 month period getting unimaginable procedures (a suction catheter inserted into her nose, past her throat and into her lungs to clear out the secretions). Initially, she was only affected in her arms and legs, then came the respiratory. After watching their child go through unimaginable procedures, unable to fight back as they were being done because she was too weak to move and only seeing the tears stream down her cheeks, they decided to talk to her about Heaven. At what age do you talk to your dying child about Heaven...where do they want to go Heaven or Hospital (where they know those procedures will continue to happen). You know there is no way they will get better...there is no light at the end of the tunnel when you will have your healthy child back, the light at the end of the tunnel has your child out of pain, running, jumping, cutting, speaking, eating....but they are in Heaven.

Children who go through unimaginable things are wise beyond their years. They get things, things which adults don't sometimes get. I believe they know they are dying, they know there is no getting better...they know what their bodies can and can't take. They know they are getting tired and weaker. You can see it in their eyes, hear it in their voices and the things they say. You see it in their smiles. They may not be able to express it in words but they know and you know.

It has been over a year since Ian's last hospital stay. We have managed to keep him healthy, to keep the nasty out of our home...but we know it will come in's just a matter of time. Since his last hospital stay, we have had a similar talk with Ian about Heaven over Hospital...he gets so much more then you think. He knows what is happening with his body, he knows he is dying, knows he won't come off the vent, knows what he knows. He does not want to go back to the hospital, he doesn't want to be home, he wants to be at the Gilchrist Hotel. He knows heaven over hospital means he will be loved by many others he has not met yet, mommy, daddy and Becca will get there later after him. He knows he will be out of pain, running, jumping, walking, cutting, speaking, eating, swimming all the things he watches others do, all the things he used to do. 

Brian and I have decided to let Ian make this decision, to agree with his wishes...we completely and whole heartly agree with the parents of the little girl.