Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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Travel disappointments
It’s increasingly difficult to make travel plans. Booking, Airbnb and other sleeping arrangements have changed their cancellation flexibility. In the last year I had three trips canceled last minute. First of them, we were already passed through security. The flight got all together cancelled. Due to understaffing. Due to strike. Due to technical issues. That…
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Lider sau părinte
Rolul de părinte șlefuiește sau elucidează câteva abilitați esențiale in lumea adulților, in roluri diverse de pe piața muncii, in special roluri de conducere. Nimic altceva nu te pregătește atât de organic pentru rolul de manager sau mai bine zis lider, ca viața de familie. Dacă ai avut părinți cu abilitați de lider, cu siguranța…
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My birthday
It must be a gift This sense of generosity of life, the feeling that I received abundant love, so much so that for the rest of my life I only need to give it in order to be happy. My core belief is that i am deeply loved and safe. No, my parents weren’t perfect.…
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mount Hebron dew
Hungry and lonely We are or have been foreignersGod called us out of our father’s housePilgrims and sojournersWe are not home stillBut we got a glimpse of our final destinationA taste of what’s to come. The banquet.Meanwhile we cook on this side of heavenAnd we pull a chair or a benchOr add another table to…
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Ethnicity
Today in civics class, the teacher invited my older daughter to tell her story. Only if she wants to. Adoption is not a secret at home, in the neighborhood, in the church or at school. The natural way we treat this part of our story was passed on as such. It is neither good nor…
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Critical
Did you have those voices around you, growing up, that were more critical than encouraging? Kids are born inept. They know nothing, are clumsy, needy, and frankly even when they make progress, it is slow. Thant being said, they hunger for encouragement and faith. They need adults to believe in them, especially when they don’t…
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Piercing question
Frazzled, back aching, socks wet, I attempt to dry the second kid after their evening bath. Determinedly silent, eyes on the finish line, I do my best. J breaks the silence with one of her raw questions: “on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you like being a mom?” I never lie.…
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Smoking in the airport
In line to board the plane. A young woman starts smoking an e-cigarette. First impulse is to move away to not smell it. There isn’t much room to move. So Conrad asks her to stop smoking. She replies childishly: no. Conrad’s got dad reaction kicked in. He yanked the e-cigarette out of her hand and…
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About having a voice
From invisible and underestimated Stepping into the light Being visible burdened with expectations I learn to live With purpose Quiet and clear Humble and bold. I grew up singing Traian dorz poems My theological foundation Music has the power to activate parts of the brain that nothing else could My crossroads prayers had words borrowed…
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The purpose of traveling
If you leave home to go spend money, to feel rich, then more power to you. I have never traveled without a tight budget limit. It’s in my blood to pinch pennies even when we have money in the bank account. We buy our airline tickets then we find a hotel in easy distance with…
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A good relationship
I always remember how smooth my adolescence was. My brother was gone to college, and I had my groove. The happiest years of my life. School stressed me big time bit one I figured out the system and the teachers, I studied hard by it didn’t occupy my entire mind all the time. I had…
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The effort
Livia shows up. I see her. She sees me. It has been a year of brokenness and exhaustion. Sometimes we can’t articulate with all the words the darkness we felt. But in it, there was a light. Steady. Bright. Why did you come? Why are you going? What’s here to do? What’s there to do?…
