Up 2 The Treehouse: July 2011

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Our Reunion on Maui 1992

HERE THEY COME

HALLOWEEN ON FRONT ST. LAHAINA

TALK STORY PART 1

TALK STORY PART 2

TALK STORY PART 3

TALK STORY PART 4

TALK STORY PART 5

MOM'S RETURN VISIT...SAYS ALOHA ONCE AGAIN AT LAHAINA MARKET PLACE

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

“HIS HAND SHALL GUIDE ME”

It could happen soon. I just knew that any day the news that I had been waiting for was going to come by phone or mail. It didn’t make any difference. I was ready to accept any information that was available. It was hard to face the uncertainty of the effect this was going to have in the lives of the rest of the family. There could be anger; even hate and that would be hard to deal with. Still I knew this was right for me. I had crossed many bridges but this decision I had made was about to change my life in a way that no other had. I needed God’s help and it was to late to turn back now.

For forty years I had kept this secret in my heart and now the closed door was about to swing open. My prayer was soon about to be answered and I was ready.

As I sat there trying to decide whom to call to let them know I couldn’t make it to the next ALMA meeting, the phone rang. Is this Sarah Hoover? I didn’t recognize his voice and hardly anyone called me by my real name of Sarah. I had used the name Dianne since I was in my teens. He was calling me from the adoption agency. My heart was in my throat and I could hardly talk above a whisper. “ I have just located your daughter” he said, “ and her name is Donna”

It had been fifty-one years ago that a young girl barely sixteen had handed her three-day-old baby girl over to a couple that she never met. They were going to love her and provide a good home for her. I was never going to see my baby again.

I am married now and have another daughter. Her name is Carol Ann and I call her my Queen. I now have two Queens to love. My cup runneth over. This story is dedicated to Donna and Carol Ann.

MANY WATERS CANNOT QUENCH LOVE, NEITHER CAN THE RIVERS CARRY IT AWAY. (SONG SOLOMON (CH 8: 7a)