Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.

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  • Talents burnout

    Talents burnout

    Or what happens when your gifts bring you to the brink of burnout. I am action oriented as I received amazing freedom as a kid. I always anticipated needs and was one step ahead of adults’ expectations because I hated to be told what to do. Even the first time. I never had to be…

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  • Don’t go to bed early

    Don’t go to bed early

    Don’t let the sun set over your anger. The trick is then to start early.  For the first time, I’m not talking about a quarrel with my spouse. But my kids.  I did some translation work in the morning. It’s fall vacation and the weather is just great. I seng them to tidy up their…

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  • My baby is sick

    My baby is sick

    just feverish. like she is reflecting the way we feel. she pulled through till the vacation started. and then her little body gave way to exhaustion. She eats well. she naps. but she wakes up at night with a fever. and her eyes look tired. her disposition is pleasant. and it is such a nice…

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  • Drawn to each other

    Drawn to each other

    I found myself involved in new projects, shoulder to shoulder, with many inspiring women in Cluj. Each with their own gifts. But what we have in common is action, showing up, a sense of responsibility in paying forward the abundance of grace … not that grace can be quantified or paid forward. It flows freely…

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  • Holding onto joy

    Holding onto joy

    Mops together: A year ago I joined this band of women. And it has been a wild ride. I had a front row seat to amazing events, transformations, decorations and acts of service. I joined to translate materials. The productions they out together are out of this world. Incredible details, generosity of heart and abundance…

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  • Nobody told me

    Nobody told me

    I read the tweet rant of a parent complaining in a funny way that nobody told them how exhausting it is to cook dinner for their kids every night. This started a conversation about how easy or hard life was for our parents and how much they spoke up about it. I mean, in my…

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  • Reset in France

    Reset in France

    I learned of remembered  a few things this fall. It is important to step off the stage, to be silent, to listen to God.  As an introvert, this year I have been focused outwardly, to the point of depletion. Everybody needs something everyday. I was not meant to fill or meet every need. While giving is…

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  • Room for the easy and the hard

    Room for the easy and the hard

    Guilt about *it being easy  *It can be life, marriage, adoption. Parenting is evidently not easy. We can see the beauty in it, embrace the challenges, but parenting is about sacrifice. No matter who you are, if you are in it for the long run, motivated by love, sacrifice comes natural.  It is possible that…

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  • Cohesive joy

    Cohesive joy

    I care about being cohesive, even as we live a very complex life. On one hand I’m in awe of these two gifts in our lives. On the other, I wonder if I’m equipped to keep up with the challenges of life as is.  Adoption is complex. Adults considering adoption want guarantees. But there are…

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  • Mops 2022

    Mops 2022

    Roz puternic anul acesta la @mopsclujA alege sa fii prezenta, sa participi, chiar când mai comod ar fi sa nu, când prioritățile ne sunt in competiție, a alege sa fii acolo pentru cineva, alegi sa fii prezenta si pentru tine, iar asta transforma oameni pe care-i cunoști in tribul tău.Identitatea noastră e un lucru complex.…

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  • writing club

    writing club

    cinavineriseara with friends who wrestle with big ideas, social justice and initiatives, creative writing, working abroad, embracing new cultures. I’m grateful for my extroverted friends who push the needle to making things happen. I fell more and more tired and less and less adequate to be a proper host, but my house will always be…

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  • plain story

    plain story

    Filtering my thoughts, my words, my burdens, focusing on the positive, changes the perspective of my story. I don’t like to repet myself, so repeating my story gets dry, I’m tired of it. But I still like to share my heart, my two cents, with the people who ask us. I want to encourage, to…

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