Holy crap. Rescue workers just found a 4-month-old baby, alive and unharmed, buried in the rubble. Swept out of her parents' arms. They survived too, but they thought she was gone forever. I can't even imagine what it would be like, three days of that grief and then improbably -- impossibly -- getting your baby back, whole and perfect, in the midst of all that destruction.
if that's not on goodstuff yet, it darn well should be.
crying now. that is amazing.
That's entirely amazing!
We're in our nicest room (at this hospital) yet. It has a pull out bed AND a couch. My issue is the TV (nicer than the one at home) but I can never find the kid station. So she's watching the equivalent of baby einstein.
I had an interview on campus today. I went with blood on my shirt. Thank god I've known both of these women for 10 years otherwise I'd be a little mortified.
I've sent off resume and cover letter #2 and am now at the point where I am doubting that I really want these jobs, that they will want too much from me, that I will be too overwhelmed too fast, that that that....
had an interview on campus today. I went with blood on my shirt. Thank god I've known both of these women for 10 years otherwise I'd be a little mortified.
Who did you have to kill?