Fresh Air Fun

Just this month, our family took a little Fresh Air Kid.  What is fresh air?  I'll do a little copy and paste from freshair.org.  "Since 1877, The Fresh Air Fund, a not-for-profit agency, has provided free summer experiences in the country to more than 1.8 million New York City children from low-income communities."

When I was a child, before my mom got sick, we hosted a girl.  The town that I grew up in hosted a bunch of kids every summer. I remember playing with annual friends at the beach as a kid.

I didn't realize that I could do this program in Maine.  When I found out we could, I knew it was for me, particularly when my husband said "sure" straight away.  We have the perfect place for a city mouse to experience the country mouse lifestyle.  At least that was my hope.

To be honest, all the conversations I've had about this program haven't ended up positive and that makes me sad. There's nothing but positives about this program in my eyes. I debated on whether or not to share anything, but, I did share a little with some friends. And that little bit of sharing resulted in 3, yes THREE, families who have already signed up online. That's not all, another few have sent me messages asking for further information, as they are potentially considering. So, I decided to share our experience in hopes that perhaps one more person/family may consider helping out.  Perhaps by hosting, financially or even prayers...however you see fit if it's in your heart.

So I share, although I will not share all.  For it's not my story to share. It's his.  And although we love him dearly, he has a family who loves him in NYC.  His face isn't ours to share with you. It's theirs.  I can promise you that we have oodles of pictures with his big toothless grin. Pictures that your heart would melt at if you saw.  Regardless, we are so incredibly grateful to provide him with an experience that we all felt was wonderful. And he will always hold a special place in our heart. 

Having him here was marvelous, truly marvelous. This was his first time to the country and watching him experience it was heart warming. We will indeed be opening our home to more children (later this summer, perhaps?).  My heart has plenty of room for more love, I'm hopeful we can keep offering our home and unconditional love. From this point forward, I think the pictures tell the story of the experience. I hope your heart is as full as mine looking at them. <3  Although we did all this fun stuff, his favorite part of the week was making bread.  Oh, little boy, next year when we return, we will make all the bread you want. <3










 










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6 comments:

  1. <3 LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE <3

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  2. This is the most precious thing I have ever heard of. Giving. Sharing. Love. Wow. I'm proud I've connected with you through blog land.

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  3. So precious. I love that you all had so much fun!

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  4. You're the best! Growing up in the city I remember the first time I went into a wilderness area and saw nature. And cows in a field, at an old fashioned dairy, when my Grandma bought milk :) He'll have a lot of great memories!!! It would be nice if they'd let you become pen pals and stay in touch...

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  5. So amazing! Looks like a lot of fresh air fun to me! :)

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  6. You may have helped him find his inner baker. What a great program! So happy that you participated and shared with us. Something to look into when we move to the country.

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