I started this blog as a way to update (and let's me honest, vent) during the long and trying process to adopt our Cassie from Mexico. Now we live on an island called Batam in Indonesia. So the Daughter Journey has shifted from what it took to get Cassie home to what it's going to take to survive as a family of four Texans in Asia. Here Mike works six days a week, ten hour days. So it's up to me, and I've never been less prepared for anything. But I'm game!
Monday, October 6, 2008
Some Bridge City Pictures
If you don't know what I'm talking about here take a look at the previous post.
Here is a shot of their belongings in the yard waiting to go to the dump. There is very little grass even left in Bridge City. Salt water is a killer.
This is what the Bridge City house looked like when they opened the door. The water had tossed everything around and there was a layer of sludgy stinky (and probably toxic) mud on the floor.
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