Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.

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  • We met Alex again

    We met Alex again

    On one of our drives up to the mountains, we saw Alex, the 12 year old boy, hitchhiking again. He was out to get food on credit, but the store in one of the villages doesn’t give food on credit so he was walking to the next village. Conrad dropped me off at the foster family…

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  • Transition period

    Transition period

    We’ve gone over the loose timeline of the adoption a lot. Many of the details were to be processed during their respective steps. All I could remember from the practical matching period was that we were to get acquainted, then proceed through mutual attachment as we would spend time together, first at the foster parent’s…

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  • The Next Step

    The Next Step

    Yesterday, we woke up excited to get our last in-home meeting out of the way and potentially bring Jaclyn home today for good. However, God had different plans for us. We received a call from the head social worker over coffee that our specific social worker would be too busy today to meet with us…

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  • Attachment and healing

    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

    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

    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

    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

    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

    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

    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

    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

    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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