Violeta Altmann

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  • Filling in the gaps – bits of info

    Filling in the gaps – bits of info

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    Before going to California, last summer, Conrad started talking in earnest about adopting again. I was not there yet. I was enjoying our family of three. It was our first year with Jackie. The social worker also told us to give Jackie time, a year, to settle in our family completely.

  • School is almost out

    School is almost out

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    I read a lot lately. And my mood is influenced by what I’m reading. The last book I finished talks about brokenness and it brought me into a bit of a funk. As odd as it might sound: I liked it. I enjoyed it. It was real.

  • kayaking

    kayaking

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    The weekend came and we went kayaking. What a joy. Though it started with a meltdown just as we started rowing because Jackie forgot her little mermaid toy in the car.

  • Strong

    Strong

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    We can’t protect our kids from brokenness, from pain.

  • Little women

    Little women

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    “Kids were mean to me today. They didn’t like my hair. They said I looked like a wolf. And… don’t laugh! They said I looked like a pig. It made me very sad. Just Ugo said he liked it. And Lucas was nice to me too.”

  • Contrast

    Contrast

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    I am in awe of the miracle she is. Our fast growing daughter is a like a ripe peach, soft checks, warm forehead with a sticky string of gold hair draping over her temple. She breaths peacefully. I go next to her and caress her face. We let her sleep in. She rarely does… alas…

  • 8 more years later

    8 more years later

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    TUESDAY, JANUARY 19, 2010 What is love? The memories two people share together, the respect and admiration two people have for each other, the way they miss each other during the day when they aren’t around one another. And “in the end, only kindness matters” …this is the line of a song that I don’t…

  • Respect your parents

    Respect your parents

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    Jaclyn receives some beautiful clothes as a gift. God bless the friends who are a little older and have quite the style. And they generously pass them on.

  • Join me in prayer

    Join me in prayer

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    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!”

  • Last day of May

    Last day of May

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    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…

  • Toate gandurile

    Toate gandurile

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    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.…

  • From brokenness to fullness of life

    From brokenness to fullness of life

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    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…