Michael and I were married for 41 beautiful, adventurous years. In that time we created a loving family and a foundation that I could not be more proud of. It all started in room 238 of a hospital in Miami. Michael was a pediatrician, I was a nurse, and we were both natural caregivers who would do anything for our patients. We fell in love with each other and our matching dedication to helping sick children. We soon married in 1975 and had two children. However, there were multiple complications during the pregnancies and it wasn’t going to be possible to create the large family we wanted naturally, so we adopted our third child, Darlene, in 1986. Darlene wasn’t just any child. She was a tiny, cute little baby who happened to have Down syndrome, a severe mental handicap, and we later learned was nonverbal and legally deaf. read more →

On a home schooling trip with my kids, a young man who was a complete stranger commented on the relationship and interaction between the three of us and ‘what a good job I was doing’. read more →

 

We love the message in this story. A teacher uses a $20 note to demonstrate that no matter what happens to a person in their life, they are still worth the same as they were before. All the bumps and bruises we collect along the way, the mistakes we make and the opportunities we miss do not diminish our worth. read more →

Professor of Mechanical Engineering at Sabana University teaching children robotics.

With some friends, we decided to create a club for kids between 7 and 12 years. The purpose of this club is to provide comprehensive education to children, through various activities. The children also have personalized talks with a preceptor, who basically becomes a friend and role model for them whilst in the process of education. read more →

I was without a car for a couple years. My husband and I are getting older and sickly and I haven’t been able to work so I’d drive his big work van when I needed to go to town. read more →

These funky little relaxation jars are so easy to make and are wonderful visual aid for helping kids calm themselves when they’re feeling anxious or overwhelmed.

They’re a popular aid for parents but we also encourage teachers to use them in the classroom and have included the instructions in our primary/elementary school curriculum.  read more →

Last week I was visiting my father in the hospital. My dad has late-stage cancer and is dying. read more →

I was at our local IGA supermarket and had just got in my car, went to start it and saw a mum with a maybe 6 month old on one hip, two bags of groceries in one hand, another bag in the other hand and a toddler struggling to let go of that hand in the car park. Cars and stuff about, obvious danger and mum was trying hard to get the toddler to stay with her. read more →

So this happened on our trip to Vermont, on the hike up to Camel’s hump (burrows trail?). With me are my wife, my 7-year-old daughter, 3-year-old son and 1-year-old strapped to me. The weather forecast was great, warm and sunny. It took us almost 3 hours to make it to 3/4 way to the top. Was proud of everyone to make it that far. read more →

susi-teachersRecently I sent some coupons to my old elementary school (that I went to from ’89 to ’94), just in an act of kindness since I know some teachers have to provide their own supplies, etc. I wasn’t really expecting that the current principal would know me, but I still wrote a letter, telling her of my intention in sending the coupons and for some reason felt inspired to name the teachers.  read more →

He is the center of our galaxy, I’ll admit that.

Brady had been asking for two days to go carp spearing again. The stars aligned one afternoon and all three of us were free at the same time. Joe and I and 12-year-old Brady loaded up the trusty old Ford pick-up truck. The three of us squished together in the cab ready to play for the afternoon.

Me? I was a spectator, armed with a digital camera for capturing the moment … not the fish. read more →

It was an easy task to fly to Arizona, stay for a few days, and then fly home with my grandson in tow. All the Minnesota relatives were anxious to totally spoil him for 3 ½ weeks.

11-year-old Brady had been anticipating this for months. read more →