Since tomorrow is Valentine's Day- it seemed appropriate to re-run a memory about real love. So here is a re post of something that happened in Nepal in 1987.
Daniel was in New Delhi while Sean and I were up in Nepal. My hands were full juggling my toddler and making
sure a team of people were taken care of.
After running around getting
bus rides secured for Pokhara and various other destinations....the
team arrived. Everything went like clockwork and before I knew it they
were gone. The day after the team left, I decided I would just relax.
With a book in hand, I trotted outside and told Sean to play in the
grass. My head was buried in my book for quite some time, a quick glance
up every now and then told me Sean was fine. I must have gotten lost in
the story, because the next thing I knew I heard screaming from around
the house. I jumped up and ran towards the yelling.
one of the young girls from the children's home. She was pulling Sean out of a
hole- this wasn't just any hole- this was the cesspool- the place all
the human refuse went into. Someone forgot to put the cover over the
hole and Sean fell in. If the little girl didn't pull Sean out of the hole
he would have drowned in that muck. I swooped him up in my arms. He was
coughing. I couldn't be happier to hear him cough, because at least
that meant he was alive! After a thorough shower, I thought all was going
to be fine. Unfortunately, a few days later he lay sick in bed. He was
My sister helped me get him to the hospital
and after several blood tests and stool samples, the doctors were
shocked. They said he had every kind of dysentery a person could have. I
enlightened them about his trip down into the cesspool. Nothing more
needed to be said. They informed me that he was very ill and might not
survive. When you hear that your son might not survive, you just want your husband to be next to
you- you want him to say "It's gonna be okay"
I told my
sister to stay with Sean, and I rushed down to the Post Office and sent a
telegram to India. "Sean dying. stop. Need your prayers. stop."
Daniel told me later, that he started crying when he received the telegram. He
knew he wanted to put a little faith into action. He wanted to get up
to Nepal to see me, but he had no money to pay for his ticket. His story
is that he was kneeling at his bed praying with his hands lifted up in
the air and his eye caught sight of his gold wedding ring. He stood up
immediately and went to sell the ring so he could fly up to see
A second problem he faced was that he had never been to Nepal
and he had no idea where I was. He spoke with someone who had been there
and they tried to explain the way to him.
"You take a taxi from
the airport to Boudha, and then you tell them to keep driving past the
Stupa, you'll see a huge red house and you keep going...then you'll see a
white house....but that isn't the one yet...you go further, and finally
you will see another white house and the house you want is behind that
Believe it or not, he found the right house! Love can
make a man do impossible things. I had no idea he was coming. When I
saw him standing in front of me, I just screamed and started blubbering.
I scared the pants off the two Nepali men standing next to me.
Sean eventually got better. Twelve years later we bought a new ring
to replace the one Daniel sold. It never bothered me that he didn't have his original wedding ring, because every time I looked at his ring
less finger, it reminded me of how much he loved Sean and me.