Author: Violeta
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must. have. fun.
At night we look like we fought in the war. Both conrad and I. I have no energy to write, to think, not even to focus on watching a simple show. My brain is fried. I’m overstimulated. My hearing and my lap. My main live language is acts of service. I enjoy cooking, cleaning, driving…
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altmann.haus
During the pandemic, my father in law struck gold with inspiration. To be able to dig deep, buckle down and get creative in such stressful uncertain times, it’s a super power. Dad seemed to find his groove better than in normal times. I admit I envy his focus. When the girls are awake I can’t…
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A different type of 90 days
I’m working on my second book: the 5 year journey of adoption. A lot of it is my inner spiritual journey shaped by events and our decision to move across the world, in order to adopt. We undergo the chiseling surgery of expanding our family through the second adoption, and our brains feel wrung and…
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Quarantine
For many people covid 19 has been a theoretical virus that others have. The virus that screws with the world economy and the freedom to roam around as we please. After two months of lockdown, the world regained some freedom or tried to take it by force, but at what cost? We stayed away from…
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Two months together
We keep Evelyn busy Life is fun. Except when it isn’t. When there are rules and boundaries, bed time and business to attend to. My attention shifted to Jaclyn the past week. We go to physical therapy every day. Jaclyn said today: “I love this time I have with just you going to therapy!” This…
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Reminiscing week
At meal time we pray. Evelyn squints her eyes as she lists the things she prays for. Sometimes she goes on and on. I look at her with glee. She is so endearing. I am so curious about what her mind processes, that I find this exercise to be very telling. A few days ago…
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It’s a cool summer
Breezy and green. We’ve had the time to fully notice it this year of covid lockdown. We have two daughters at home. The storm of emotions we have braced for, was like a summer rain, matching the weather outside: refreshing, expected, needed. With the lockdown and social distancing, having two kids at home who get…
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6 weeks together full time
The other night I was putting both girls to be and after I read each of them a story, both listened enthralled but still managed to interrupt me with nonsense a few times. Evelyn has had a hard time letting me go while falling asleep. At the foster mom nobody sat there to baby her.…
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Comfort in Isaiah
My friend and pastor Rabbi Morganescu started a 4 week sermon series on Isaiah. He is a servant of God, who finds creative ways to include the farthest of God’s children, to bring them on the journey of studying the Bible. I have been tremendously encouraged by our Thursday international Isaiah zoom class. Change, hope,…
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In the grand scheme of things
I was reading a book about adoption, which took a closer look at Moses in its first chapter. It mentioned there that God’s perspective is in “decades of life”. [so what is a year of pandemic in a lifetime? Course altering, life changing, chiseling…] We may fret over daily events, and get bogged down by…
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A conversation about race
I listened to pbcc conversation about race last week. Bernard bell, the resident scholar of everything historical, a researcher through and through, traveled, humble and so intelligent, he tackles this sensitive topic. Especially in today’s America. At the end, the three people that shared their story, as part of the solution: which is listening, were…
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A blessed evening
A home group. Cu dor de acasa. We found ourselves in this new small community, new friends having adoption in common, to share our journey onward and upward. Our brokenness, our longing for God, our insecurity in walking by faith. Today we listened to a powerful speaker talk about our Eastern culture “addiction to comfort”…