Month: January 2019

  • January 10

    January 10

    Jackie’s prayer tonight “Dear God, thank you for how I played today, thank you for Luca, thank you for the family that You made for me. Thank you for Rufus. Please watch over my sister, and whisper in her ear that she is loved, and that we’ll be reunited soon.” Then earlier today… “I know…

  • Rebuilding trust

    Rebuilding trust

    Winter is depressing. It doesn’t seem to get better with time either. We can easily slide back into old habits of stubborn selfishness. Winter can also be lonely. For self-preservation we learn to detach emotionally. Especially because detaching is not sudden, it is that more dangerous. It erodes. It erodes trust, hope.  If we still…

  • Dreams and losses

    Dreams and losses

    “Shame grows in secrecy, silence and judgment, but it can’t survive surrounded by empathy.” There are a few parenting topics which I realize people don’t talk much about. One of them is the incipient stage of adoption. It’s too emotional and uncertain. People can’t help themselves to not pass judgement, while dressing it up as…

  • Two more months

    Two more months

    I can’t help but get giddy at the realization that it is 2019 already. Two more months till Spring, and thus till we meet our youngest. Tomorrow we visit Jackie’s foster parents. We bring gifts and cookies baked by Conrad. They have a seven year old in foster care. A gift for her as well.…

  • Listen.

    Listen.

    Our hearts are hopeful, our minds hungry. We want to serve more, and free ourselves of our own selfishness. To listen, to see the other, to understand better and to love. To be courageous, clear minded, to discern the truth, to love the Truth. I wrote this in one breath as we stepped into 2019.…

  • The imitation game

    The imitation game

    “I’m wiping down this window” shouts Jackie from the bedroom, as we got home on New Year’s Eve. “It sweated again and a little water dripped on the hardwood floor.”  It occurred to me that I don’t remember my parents guiding me with too many words. But I remember watching them. What if they said…