Showing posts with label May 2011. Show all posts
Showing posts with label May 2011. Show all posts

Saturday, June 11, 2011

I spent 10 days with Glen and Nichole and Jared who live between Brisbane and the Gold Coast. We went out to dinner this night and Jared was my special date, holding hands with Gran in the car all the way. I will return to visit after their new baby is born around the beginning of July.

I met up with Carol for lunch in Brisbane. She was my first Aussie friend in Doha. Carol and her husband have now relocated back to Brisbane. They had just finished with repairing flood damage to their home after the catastrophic floods in January.

I arrived in Brisbane on May 19th and went to stay with my sister Maxine who lives in Caboolture. It was a special time for us to spend time together.

The Nursery Class

Goodbye to my third group of Nursery children but this time it is me moving on to another church assignment. I have so enjoyed teaching the Nursery class in both Abu Dhabi and Doha. It is so rewarding to see the children learn spiritual things and how to participate as a group. It is our job to prepare them to move onto Primary and the Sunbeam class. This has been my favourite calling.




Sunday, May 8, 2011

A good man

One month today since I arrived back in Doha after my trip to Perth. And believe it or not, I am booked to fly out again in 10 days time, back to Australia. This dear man has encouraged me to go earlier than planned to visit my terminally ill sister. His sacrifice is great as he manages his busy life without me, doing laundry, shopping and putting up with frozen dinners for weeks on end. He says they're pretty good, I always cook for him before I go. I appreciate him so much!

Mother's Day

If you can't be with your family for Mother's Day, then find a group of friends who are also missing their kids and grandkids or their mothers, and go out for a nice lunch. Combine that with some phone calls from the kids and dinner out with hubby, and it makes for a pretty good Mother's Day. Well, at least a passable one. This is my third Mother's Day in the Middle East and it is getting hard to remember past that, to how it used to be.