Author: Violeta
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Join me in prayer
Jaclyn prays for her sister at every meal and occasionally at bed time. Short and sweet. She sighs and says with pathos: “Dear God!!! Thank you for my little sister that she is safe and joins us soon”. That’s how she asks for things. “Thank you for my dad’s leg to get better!”
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Last day of May
Today there is no power. No electricity anywhere on a 5 mile radius. They are fixing the power lines… or something. It’s ironic and a little ridiculous. My brother asked me what am I going to do with the food in the fridge that will go bad. Luckily, I haven’t gone shopping. The fridge is…
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Toate gandurile
Of, daca as putea sa ma ascund undeva. Undeva departe unde-i liniste sa scriu tot. Tot ca imi vine in minte clar seara dupa ce pun capul pe perna, si care pe vremuri, cand nu aveam sot sau copii, m-as fi ridicat frumusel din pat, as fi apris becul luminos, si as fi debitat tot.…
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From brokenness to fullness of life
I don’t know about you, but it takes a lot out of me to being myself to desire attending any kind of conferences. The introvert in me dreads it. The irony is that I am good at organizing events and camps and conferences. I can facilitates the majority of the needs… but that’s different, because…
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Parenting aspect
You know what Bogdan said today? He said “buci”! (butt cheeks) And then she giggled, and chuckled some more. Every day I learn new ways to call the private parts from J. I think every kid proudly shares how his family calls them.
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Transparency as a way of life
This morning Jackie stayed home. We had our trimestrial post adoption visit. She kept asking if the lady coming to talk about adoption is here to ask her if she wants a sister too.
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womb
I glanced at this picture I took the other day, And I saw a child in the womb. Emerging. This womb big enough to hold us both. It’s peaceful and soft, happy and warm. We are suspended, weightless. We are flying, spinning, dancing. It’s rather quiet. So unusual for you at this age. Swimming together…
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Food for thought
First time we got certified as adoptive parents we took a class and among many others we had to write a letter to the woman who gave birth to the child we will adopt.
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Things jackie says at age 4.5
Mommy, You have two options (none is good). I need more options. I don’t like the options you gave me.
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