One of the important things we have to learn in life, is to wait. I am so bad with that, so I get itchy :-) when all I can do is wait, but this is life, right?
Mike has started work yesterday; he is a helper for a driver who is proud of making 30 deliveries by lunch. Mike used to make 50...in Toronto, in the traffic and craziness. Oh, and he is making about $50 dollars a day! Hehe.....I am not laughing of happiness but with irony. For someone who used to make about $184 a day for the last five years it could be very challenging to deal with this.
Mike is happy that he is working; he is the kinda person who can't stay still, with no work when we need the money. I respect and love that about him, but it breaks my heart, when I see him getting ready in the morning with a face like he is going to a funeral:-) I love him, he is not complaining at all.
I am going to start working at the girls' house tomorrow. I will be just shadowing a staff and learn the things I'll have to do.
The girls' house is a staffed foster home for girls, who have behavioral issues. It's a little bit like Moberly in Toronto, for those of you who know, but it's not a group home and it's not locked.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Baby steps
Today is the day, when Mike starts working at his company where he used to work and now got transferred to here. This all sounds great, but the problem is, they can't give his full time position back here as there are no full positions available at this time, so he is going to start part time, and as a "helper".
It is not easy to start from the bottom at 45; however we are happy he has a job.
He is sitting behind me right completing the questionnaire for prospective foster parents which I completed yesterday. We want to foster. All we know, we love kids and we want to try it. It seems simple, right? We'll see how the assessment is going to go.
I am taking my car to an inspection test today, because if you move from Ontario to BC, they want this inspection, even if your car is a 2010 make.
It is not easy to start from the bottom at 45; however we are happy he has a job.
He is sitting behind me right completing the questionnaire for prospective foster parents which I completed yesterday. We want to foster. All we know, we love kids and we want to try it. It seems simple, right? We'll see how the assessment is going to go.
I am taking my car to an inspection test today, because if you move from Ontario to BC, they want this inspection, even if your car is a 2010 make.
The family
Our family, here in Victoria is big. I love big families. You are never bored, something is always happening and you don't' have time to think too much so you'll never go in depression:-)
I am not using real names to protect everybody's privacy as this blog is on the internet, available to everyone. And I am using this blog for writing my thoughts out of me and not for any other purpose.
The most important thing about our family is LOVE. This is the most important thing in my belief and you can go from there. Later, if you'll read my blog, you'll understand why is love so important in our lives.
There my close family, which for now is Mike and me. We have a deep connection that could be called love if we want to be simple, but it's more then that.
Mike asks me often: "Why do you love me?" I always answer that one day I am going to collect all the things that give me the reason to love him because there is so many of them. I will one day dedicate a whole section for that.
Maybe you have this question pounding in your head now: " Is this guy perfect?!" Nobody is perfect and this is true for everyone, but Mike has a lot of good quantities that makes me love him, with his imperfections.
Mike has a sister, Alyda, who has given room for us in her house and her life for us. It is so great to meet your partner's family and have that instant connection. That's what we have with Mike's family. We have those jokes about in laws and our colleagues at work always talk about how they don't want to be with their in laws or even talking to them is painful, we don't have that and I am thankful for that.
Alyda has been a foster parent for the last ten years and has made miracles with a lot of kids. Mike has met these children and he considers them family, which they are.
Everybody who works with children who have been through traumas, abuse and neglect says that we all can learn from these children. These children that Alyda had fostered and is currently fostering are heroes and we all love them dearly.
The house is always full and laud, which I love; however sometimes it can be too much and you are forced to re assess your patience level:-)
Alyda has a fiance, Adam, who is a very unique person. He has a big heart and he is a good person, and when someone has these qualities the imperfections seem easier to deal with....
Alyda has two adopted children, Ryan, 12 and Barbara, 11. They are siblings and like all the kids in the home they are considered our "own" children.
There is one teen aged boy here for now, Jerry, 16.
And there is a little girl, Karla, 4 years old, who is Alyda's grand daughter, who is the daughter of a 24 years old girl Alyda fostered when she was a child.
Where do WE fit in here?;-) We are the aunt and uncle and what can I say, with all the challenges of being an aunt and uncle we are loving it. And you will see the challenges later as I vent about them:-))
I am not using real names to protect everybody's privacy as this blog is on the internet, available to everyone. And I am using this blog for writing my thoughts out of me and not for any other purpose.
The most important thing about our family is LOVE. This is the most important thing in my belief and you can go from there. Later, if you'll read my blog, you'll understand why is love so important in our lives.
There my close family, which for now is Mike and me. We have a deep connection that could be called love if we want to be simple, but it's more then that.
Mike asks me often: "Why do you love me?" I always answer that one day I am going to collect all the things that give me the reason to love him because there is so many of them. I will one day dedicate a whole section for that.
Maybe you have this question pounding in your head now: " Is this guy perfect?!" Nobody is perfect and this is true for everyone, but Mike has a lot of good quantities that makes me love him, with his imperfections.
Mike has a sister, Alyda, who has given room for us in her house and her life for us. It is so great to meet your partner's family and have that instant connection. That's what we have with Mike's family. We have those jokes about in laws and our colleagues at work always talk about how they don't want to be with their in laws or even talking to them is painful, we don't have that and I am thankful for that.
Alyda has been a foster parent for the last ten years and has made miracles with a lot of kids. Mike has met these children and he considers them family, which they are.
Everybody who works with children who have been through traumas, abuse and neglect says that we all can learn from these children. These children that Alyda had fostered and is currently fostering are heroes and we all love them dearly.
The house is always full and laud, which I love; however sometimes it can be too much and you are forced to re assess your patience level:-)
Alyda has a fiance, Adam, who is a very unique person. He has a big heart and he is a good person, and when someone has these qualities the imperfections seem easier to deal with....
Alyda has two adopted children, Ryan, 12 and Barbara, 11. They are siblings and like all the kids in the home they are considered our "own" children.
There is one teen aged boy here for now, Jerry, 16.
And there is a little girl, Karla, 4 years old, who is Alyda's grand daughter, who is the daughter of a 24 years old girl Alyda fostered when she was a child.
Where do WE fit in here?;-) We are the aunt and uncle and what can I say, with all the challenges of being an aunt and uncle we are loving it. And you will see the challenges later as I vent about them:-))
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Sunday morning thoughts
Sunday means something different for everyone. The first feelings of a Sunday come from our childhood memories. Coming from an eastern European family, Sunday to me means church in the morning, chicken soup and chicken or some meat dish with mashed potatoes and desert!!:-) Yeah, you get desert on Sunday and then doing nothing all day that's considered work.
As you grow up and try to live, especially in our westernized society, Sunday seems to be just one of those days. I mean, you know it's Sunday, but you still have to work around the house, and the thought that tomorrow is Monday, just can't stop hunting you.
Having this introduction what I wanted to share is the thought of raising kids in our society where Sunday is just a regular day, but trying to make it feel like our Sundays when we were kids. Maybe it's because our feelings of those childhood Sundays are so comforting or because it just seems right to send our kids to church on Sundays.
Personally, I made a decision to try to create a "real" Sunday for my family, when I'll have one, because it just seems good to have a day of the week that's special. We need special days, and we need nice treats so we can feel special, and happy and to feel that we belong. We belong to this family, the church community or just to our geographical community, meaning neighbors and fellow Victorians.
I am starting my family here, with my partner, who I love dearly, and I should rephrase my statement to starting OUR family, with our values and our special days.
As you grow up and try to live, especially in our westernized society, Sunday seems to be just one of those days. I mean, you know it's Sunday, but you still have to work around the house, and the thought that tomorrow is Monday, just can't stop hunting you.
Having this introduction what I wanted to share is the thought of raising kids in our society where Sunday is just a regular day, but trying to make it feel like our Sundays when we were kids. Maybe it's because our feelings of those childhood Sundays are so comforting or because it just seems right to send our kids to church on Sundays.
Personally, I made a decision to try to create a "real" Sunday for my family, when I'll have one, because it just seems good to have a day of the week that's special. We need special days, and we need nice treats so we can feel special, and happy and to feel that we belong. We belong to this family, the church community or just to our geographical community, meaning neighbors and fellow Victorians.
I am starting my family here, with my partner, who I love dearly, and I should rephrase my statement to starting OUR family, with our values and our special days.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
November 27, 2010
Did you know that in Victoria does not snow? That's one of the perks here. The last time it snowed, they say, was in '96!......and on November 24th, 2010 when we arrived..:-( isn't that discouraging?
I am sure that at least once in your life, you've had that powerful feeling of starting new, when you have 200% of your energy and excitement, that you are going to need for sure if you want to keep going with building your life.
That's what happened to us.
I don't want to start with all the hassle of moving FROM Toronto, I will just start with arriving TO Victoria, because that's where the dream begins: the Victorian life.
I am sure that at least once in your life, you've had that powerful feeling of starting new, when you have 200% of your energy and excitement, that you are going to need for sure if you want to keep going with building your life.
That's what happened to us.
I don't want to start with all the hassle of moving FROM Toronto, I will just start with arriving TO Victoria, because that's where the dream begins: the Victorian life.
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