Month: October 2016
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Attachment and healing
Time will pass and I will forget some details. I mentioned at the beginning that she was shy and we were clumsy the first time we met. But from the moment we had to say goodbye the very first time, she was sad to see us leave. She’s been cared for and I dare say well…
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Bossa Nova & Banana Muffins
I love this process of becoming a father. It seems a bit unorthodox, or rather, jumping into the deep end of a pool you can’t see the bottom of… in winter, but I love it anyway. Every day I learn something new about my daughter. Yesterday, she ate three of the banana muffins I baked…
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Think before you speak
Kids love. They have a tremendous capacity to love and to reflect whatever you show them.
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The Shifting Coffee Grounds of Our Life
I have this morning ritual. I’ve been curating it carefully for the last nine-and-a-half years, and I it’s become second nature to me now.
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Like a baby
Yes, parenting a three year old is exhausting, yet we do it with glee, one day at a time.
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Jaclyn is you
I have felt God so real and so loving these past few weeks. So generous and silently reassuring that He has always been and is in control. My heart is bursting with gratitude and joy.
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First day home
I’ll keep it short as it’s late, and it was a very long day, but so fulfilling, so joyous. Jaclyn came home today for the first time. She met Rufus and made friends in the neighborhood. We played with the many games we bought. She always makes up a new game with whatever game pieces she…
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Feeling better
I hope I will never forget that we all have a unique way of experiencing even the same story. And that I will never assume or project my own limited take on things on others. I have been stretched and easily angered by everyone else other than the adoption crew. I tilted the balance to…
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Intense emotions
There isn’t a map to precisely navigate these emotions. I spend lavishly every last ounce of energy, excitement, patience, then I accumulate information, and I do everything in my power to keep up with the proper rhythm of it all (be that I have to slow down, slow and steady can be hard).
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Not my story to tell
As this blogs stands to witness, I feel free with my own story. One may use the information to form a skewed opinion about me, I don’t really care. Your judgement says more about you than me.
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Among the fears…
We are so used to our own journey, that we forget how unusual it can seem at a glance. We processed emotions and decisions in their due time, and filed them away.
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Sidestory
As we were driving back from spending the day with our daughter, between villages we passed by a boy hitchhiking. So we pulled over. He ran to the car and opened the car door saying he needs to go to Lita, two villages down, a few miles of windy road, but he felt the need…
