Day 5

The Mocrophilanthropist Project day 5:

Thank you to John's cousin Molly for this idea! She is participating in the University of Kansas Dance Marathon to benefit her local Children's Miracle Network. Good luck, Molly!


Today's Donation: $10

Day 4

The Microphilanthropy Project Day 4

Second Harvest Food Bank. 

Thanksgiving is just around the corner. While my family (and probably yours) will be stuffing their bellies this year, many families won't. Fortunately, I have never been in a situation where I have nothing for me or my family to eat. But many people face that reality every day. 

The people at Second Harvest can really make that money stretch. My donation was enough to put 3 meals in front of 10 people for 1 day. 1 meal in front of 30 people for one day. That is amazing. And I am humbled!

Today's Donation: $10

Day 3

The Microphilanthropist Project

Day 3 : Hurricane Sandy Relief


While I was home, and the most important thing I had to worry about was the election, there were thousands in the Northeast still reeling from Superstorm Sandy. Forget voting, how about being able to keep their families warm and fed?

So the American Red Cross got my donation today. May the Lord provide for them!

Today's donation: $10

“It's not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.”
-Mother Teresa

Day 2

The Microphlanthropist:

Day 2 Donation: Seymour Volunteer Fire Department

I actually do this every year. It just so happened that the request envelope came right before I decided to do this. These men and women put their lives on the line to save ours (and not to mention our property). The least I can do is do what little I can to make sure they have the right equipment!

Today's Donation: $20 

“It's not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.”
-Mother Teresa
 

A New Calling

I know I have taken a long hiatus. Motherhood, a full time job, keeping the house up,  and starting my own small business have really taken a lot of my time. But I just wanted to let everyone know my blog here for the next 365 days will for the most part be for a new purpose. I will by using it to track my new challenge to myself. I am hoping to become the next daily microphilanthropist. If you are wondering about my inspiration, you can find it here:

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/40607088/ns/us_news-giving/t/microphilanthropist-donations-are-part-daily-life/#.UJh0-IZ1fIU

For the next year (and maybe longer), I will try to put a small amount of money to a cause, organization, or establishment that helps others. I hope to daily post the things I do, so if you wish to donate, too, you can! Please let me know! I would like to keep track and see and the end of this 365 days how much impact just one person (or a few) can make.


Day 1 Donation:  School materials for kids

http://www.donorschoose.org/we-teach/1637184?utm_campaign=facebook&utm_source=dc&utm_medium=teacherpage

Jamie (Ms. Berrier) is a friend and the sister of my best friend's husband. She cares so much about the kids she teaches and I can only hope that sometime in my life I can be so inspiring.

Today's donation: $5.00

“It's not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.”
-Mother Teresa

Unconditional Love

Today, I lost one of the best friends I ever had. The wanting started right after we moved into our house in 2007. For me, a house is not a house without a dog. A big one. So we got with one of my mom's friends, and a few weeks later came home with this: 








We struggled with a name, and finally ended up with our little Dakota. He didn't stay little for long. He grew, and grew.....and grew. He chewed up things, broke things, stole things, and lots of other events I'm sure I have no idea about. But he was wonderful.

He took his rightful place around the house....and in our hearts. The front porch swing was his. Every year, we would buy new cushions, and he would claim them. He was the best big brother.

He loved Liam and Liam loved him. He stretched out on my mom and dad's couch like he owned the place. He chased boogers in the dark. He lived through our robbery. He patiently waiting on the last waffle every Saturday morning at breakfast. He was always on the back porch waiting when we got home. Everyone morning we would leave and Liam and I would say, "Bye, Koda! Be good puppy!"

I never thought it would all change so fast. On Tuesday, he started feeling ill. By Wednesday night I had him at the vet. Pancreatitis. Totally treatable. But none of the medicines helped. This morning around 5 am, he gave in and passed away.

My face and my eyes have never hurt so bad from crying. The house seems to empty. And I realize how much I have taken for granted. The sound of the swing hitting the house when he jumped in it (and poked his head out from under the tent that John built around it this winter). The barking as he chased the four wheelers around the farm (and the sadness that he never got to run with John on his, really. He got sick only a few days after John got it.)

But he;s not hurting anymore, and that makes me happy. I will always regret that I didn't see him more when he was at the hospital. And that I wasn't there when he passed.

I miss you buddy. I hope your having fun chasing deer in doggy heaven. Liam asks about you, and I try my best to explain, but I end up crying. I never realized how much I truly love you. Now and always. Sweet dreams, big guy.

I'm sure there's a couch and a swing up there just for you....