Suzanne's Respite Dream Home
I bet my husband is really wishing that we would have stayed home today. ; ) OH MY GOSH.... I FOUND IT!!!!!! We were headed home from a shopping trip and a trip to the Dairy Queen and we drove right past it!!!!! I could feel my heart starting to POUND inside my body and I was almost jumping up and down on my seat like a little kid. I had driven past the Daycare Center MANY times. I knew it was there. I knew it was really a cool place. But it was different today because today there just happens to be a FOR SALE sign sitting in front of it. : ) My husband... not being quite as adventurous as I... has just smiled at me and shook his head for the past year as I have stomped.... cried... begged... pleaded and whined about him selling our house and helping me open up a SAFE respite home for RAD children. Honestly, I think he really thinks I'm a bit nuts for even having this idea... but let me tell you... when you've lived through what we have lived through over here... and when you have seen an UNSAFE Respite Home and what that experience can do to a child and a family... I don't think that opening a SAFE place for children is ever a crazy idea. I think the part that makes him crazy is when he hears me say that I wouldn't ever want to have to charge RAD families for this respite service, if I didn't have to. Okay.... I know that does maybe sound just a bit nuts to a few of you.... but I am A DREAMER. I have ALWAYS BEEN A DREAMER. I really do want to believe in Happily Ever After Stories... with all my heart.... and I believe that GOOD THINGS CAN COME TO PEOPLE WHO ARE KIND and I believe that if I open a Respite Home.... and offer my services at no charge... some really good things could happen as a result of that act of kindness. Call me a NUT.... call me CRAZY... but I really prefer that you just call me A DREAMER!!!!!!!
I WANT THAT RESPITE HOME!!!! I WANT IT... I WANT IT.... I WANT IT!!!!!!!
Okay.... now I do know that I sound a bit like a spoiled kid.... but I REALLY DO WANT IT!!!!!
I WANT TO SELL MY HOUSE AND GO LIVE THERE!!!!!
I WANT TO HELP PEOPLE!!!!!
I WANT CHILDREN TO BE SAFE!!!!!
Why does that have to be crazy? Why does that have to sound nuts?
WHY CAN'T I DREAM????????
I'm not just dreaming over here today. In fact, I dropped off my husband and the groceries... grabbed my camera.... and TLP... and drove back over to THE LITTLE PRINCE RESPITE CENTER! : ) It's my website... and my story... I can tell it any way I wish. Right?????? Ha Ha
Okay.... I am soooooooooooooooooooo GEEKED about this. (Is geeked even a word?)
Who cares..... I'M GEEKED ANYWAY!!!!!!
I took pictures of THE LITTLE PRINCE RESPITE CENTER with TLP. I ran around the parking lot.... the HUGE fenced in yard.... and I even stood on some bricks and peeked in all of the windows. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! TLP was smiling as he shook his head and said, "Dad's really not gonna like this idea at all." : )
"I don't care what Dad says," I shot back at him laughing. "This is OUR Respite Home!
I love it..... I want it.... and I'm going to go home and BEG Dad to buy it for me."
Well.... sometimes it's a really big pain in the butt (no offense) being married to a man that doesn't dream. He was smiling.... he really was.... but I don't think he was smiling because I wanted to move... or wanted to open a RAD Respite Home for all of you. I think he was smiling because he honestly thought I'd totally fallen off my rocker (so to speak) this time.
Right now... I really hate it that I'm not employed. : ( Okay.... I don't hate it. I LOVE being home with my kids.... I LOVED being a foster parent... and I miss it.... and I just really hate it that I want to buy this respite home.... and I don't have the money to do it. Bummer! Now is the time when I just really wish that we haven't been struggling to make it on one income for all these years. Now is the time when I want to be a spoiled kid... and have my husband walk over there and BUY US OUR RESPITE HOME!!!!!
Reality is telling me that this will never happen. Reality is telling me that we can't afford to buy it. Reality is telling me that I shouldn't even be creating this page right now. : (
BUT... the DREAMER IN ME.... the little kid who's about to stomp her feet and cry....
is telling me to post these pictures for all of you, and to talk to you about my dream anyway.
So.... here they are. These are the pictures of our LITTLE PRINCE RESPITE HOME.
I feel a bit like Martin Luther King, Jr. over here today... ; )
(Okay, I'm really stretching it a bit)
BUT, I DO HAVE A DREAM... and I WANT SOMEONE TO HELP ME MAKE IT HAPPEN!!!!
This is MY DREAM people. All I ask is that you give me this space on my website to Dream, even if only for a day or two. In the meantime, I'll just keep stomping my feet and whining... hoping that my husband gives in and finds a way to buy it for us.
I'll also be praying that he doesn't RUN from me. Hee Hee
I HAVE A DREAM!!!!!! : )
Is there anyone out there in this HUGE world that is rich enough to just
buy us this Respite Home and and GIVE it to us...
just because I'm a nice person who wants to do something nice for someone else?
Do things like that ever really happen in real life...
or is that just me over here dreaming again.?
Hey... I told you I'M A DREAMER. : )
But... being a dreamer is who I am.... and who I will always be...
and my family still loves me... even if they sometimes think I'm a big nut.
Okay.... come check out our Future Respite Home!!!! : )
It was sunny... and the pictures are not all that great.... but you can still see it.
Our Respite Home SOLD! : (
