My greatest fear about living in PNG was realized and I survived – more or less!
Many of you know that I’ve got a ridiculous and irrational fear of spiders. Little ones or big ones, fat ones or skinny ones, harmless or venomous, I don’t really care. I simply do not like spiders. One of the first little tidbits of information that some kind soul shared with us Continue reading →
At first, I felt a little guilty using my “special” key to let myself into the side entrance of THQ instead of going to the front entrance like many others. The building sits at a busy corner, inside a gated compound with guards to let automobiles and pedestrians pass through. The front entrance is just inside that gate, Continue reading →
So I realized today, as I was coming back up the hill from our Koki clinic to my office at THQ, that driving here is just like living in a video game. I noticed that I was gripping the wheel with the same desperation Continue reading →
It seems now that Sandy and I are figuring out our jobs, it’s gotten crazy-busy. For days I’ve thought, “I need to update the blog.” But by the time we get home in the evenings, I’ve got little energy. We have supper, maybe throw in a load of laundry, and crash … maybe click on a few items on Facebook. I’ve just felt too lazy to write. Continue reading →
“We have a clinic in Koki, and one in Papa” Colonel Chris said, pointing to the outer two of three large circles, “and a counseling center at Ela Beach,” she touched the middle of the three, “and they’re just not working.”
We hadn’t been in PNG 24 hours before I was being briefed on an immense and exciting challenge Continue reading →
Our frequent visitor scurries along the wall and then pauses, clinging to the spot with the little round pads at the ends of his toes. I think he looks at us with curiosity; we don’t look like most of the folks he’s used to seeing around his home.
We moved to Papua New Guinea a little more than six weeks ago, and we’ve adapted fairly well to many of the big changes. In the past couple of weeks, I’ve begun to notice something. I find myself longing for insignificant things. A cold glass of fresh milk. Dryer-fluffed undershirts. Continue reading →
Christmas is a time for celebrating traditions. I’ve enjoyed reading on FaceBook about customary family activities like cutting a Christmas tree together, or touring holiday lights with carols playing and enjoying cookies and hot chocolate. Some families would assemble a brass ensemble and staff a Red Kettle for a shift, or go to a Christmas Eve service.
This year holds new “traditions” for Sandy and me – it’s been a Christmas like none other. Continue reading →
3rd Place – Beverly Herivel
2nd Place – Nancy Holloway
1st PLACE – Dawn Heatwole
Okay, for the rest of you, a little explanation is in order. Continue reading →
Thirty days. That’s what everyone said. IF you’re bitten by a mosquito that happens to be a carrier, it’ll take thirty days for the little critters (they’re called parasites, but that just sounds so … disgusting!) to camp out in your liver until they mature, and then unleash their dastardly invasion throughout your bloodstream, wreaking havoc with every system! Continue reading →