Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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Inclusion
I think power lies within all of us. A sense of empowerment to stand up straight, look people in the eyes, smile, act. Kids hear everything we say, even when we whisper it, especially when we whisper it. Our micro expressions, our judgement or our openness towards others. Ivy gets along brilliantly with many of…
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keeping busy to not fight
The sisters are growing apart in interests. The cyclicality of age difference is taking its toll. J is growing out of the childish games though she joyfully reverts to imaginative baby games for short times. I hear them quarrel a lot mainly because Ivy asks Jackie to play a certain game, and Jackie says she…
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Design by committee
There is a phrase that rings in my head as a reminder: “take up space”. As a tall person I wished myself to be smaller, to not take up space. Because I did not like how some people spread unnecessarily beyond their boundaries, be that on seats and benches, on the plane, or in a…
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Dragă doamna învățătoare Nadia,
Vă mulțumim pentru blândețea, perseverența și creativitatea cu care vă faceți loc în inima și mintea copiilor noștri, plantând adânc semințe de adevăr, prietenie și loialitate, curaj și respect, toate împletite cu cele necesare la nivel intelectual. Noi, părinții, vedem și culegem roade astăzi și avem încredințarea că toate acestea vor continua să lumineze în…
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On belonging
“Fitting in is about assessing a situation and becoming who you need to be to be accepted. Belonging, on the other hand, doesn’t require us to change who we are; it requires us to be who we are.” Brene Brown Something or Someone brought us together, even though we are from all walks of life, with…
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Despre schimbare
Le povesteam fetelor zilele trecute că deși știam adânc în ființă mea ca suntem pe drumul cel bun, ca adopția este soluția situației noastre ca familie, mă ispitea îndoiala. Schimbarea e grea, dezradacinarea dureroasa, re-atasarea un proces anevoios, și totuși a rămâne fiecare unde suntem nu este o soluție fezabila. Doar evitam inevitabilul. Da, copiii noștri…
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Stand up and walk
I do not know how to mingle with every important cool person, though my social life is full. It’s too much. What happened to my incognito 🥸 structured simpler life? I am invited here and there and I haven’t learned to say no. For as strong and independent I like to think of myself as, my inability…
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Uninvited
The clicks of youth, the exclusion and the standards by which friendships are pursued, it is an age old drama and yet like nothing I’ve seen before. Especially when it comes to a randomized mixed group, like school or neighborhood or church, where we ought to learn to embrace those who are not like us,…
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Black and white
I was re-reading yesterday a “letter to my daughters” I was invited to contribute with for a noteworthy magazine called the woman. I still stand by what I wrote, but I felt so strongly then that a foundation of belief (as in identity and faith) is my most valuable gift. By comparison everything else faded.…
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În spatele cortinei
Nu ne îngrijorăm de copiii noștri când ieșim în lume. Sunt adaptabili, respectuoși, buni și generoși. Doar între oameni realizez succesul consecvenței îndrumării copiilor noștri, conectării și corectării cu smerenie și curaj. Ne bucurăm de ei și cu ei, și ne place că sunt ca un vânt cald și plăcut în contextele sociale. Suntem recunoscători…
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Prayer
If I were to create a chart, a graph of my emotional stability and my prayer life, I think I would see some direct correlation. I’m not that nerdy though. Alas, the last few months, I have coasted, trying to regain my balance and did not dig deep into introspection and prayer. I talk to…
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Emotions expressed
Growing up I think most of my emotions were welcomed. I was an observant kid but I was still a kid. One time though, I got lost in cernauti in Ukraine when I was 5. After mama found me, we were walking a little bewildered on the sidewalk, and I hit my head on an…
