Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.

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  • Seasonal friendships

    Seasonal friendships

    A few weeks ago insecurity hit me like a boulder, out of nowhere. It passed. But the more attention I got, the more I questioned it deep down, or I felt this tension to be up to par with people’s expectations of me. It’s not really pleasant, being popular. Somehow you feel like you owe…

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  • Transition from the adoption honeymoon phase

    Transition from the adoption honeymoon phase

    Tantrum – When a kid wants something you can’t give him.  Like them wanting to go back. To the foster family. Almost every night, they cry.  And they will smell your insecurity the way a shark smells blood.  Do you give in?  That’s crazy! You can’t take the kid back at 10 pm or the…

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  • My passion

    My passion

    I love public speaking. I see it as a form of art that pulls people in and inspires them. It can move them to the core, but only when something valuable is shared. I am reluctant to speak if I have nothing to say. And more often than not, my mind draws a blank. I…

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  • The challenges of trauma

    The challenges of trauma

    Kids who have experienced trauma can express their deeply buried pain in a variety of ways. Self-soothing when they are young. Self-harming when they get older.  My daughter used to gently pat her forehead to the pillow. In her sleep. Or in a semi-asleep state. Or when she couldn’t fall asleep. Or when she was…

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  • There was a snow competition

    There was a snow competition

    Two people had to shovel snow in a straight line across a large white field. The one who shoveled the straightest path won.  Of course, it was not easy. Gaging the direction based on your instinct will still stray you a bit to the right a bit to the left. At the end of a…

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  • Balance

    Balance

    Why do kids push the fun into dis-regulation. We all get carried away. The morning (evening) was going so well. We were all in a good mood, j was doing her stretches, Rufus was being goofy, Ivy was reading a dinosaur book… and we went from happy silly to intense goofing, loud and touchy.  Every…

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  • Regulate – Relate – Reason

    Regulate – Relate – Reason

    I heard a scientist who studied trauma talking about the most effective way to connect with our kids, especially for educators who unknowingly deal with kids who suffered trauma. Before we jump to reason with them (the way we do with healthy adults) we need to help kids regulate (breath, feel calm, feel safe –…

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  • Be unoffendable

    Be unoffendable

    Leaving a church is messy. You may not leave behind the people, the people you still very much love. But your departure may seem like an abandonment, even though for you it was an escape. A spiritual and emotional freedom.  I inherited from my mom a dose of healthy humility that safeguarded me from taking…

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  • Tending to our marriage

    Tending to our marriage

    The summer vacation began with anticipation. Mom and dad were coming to visit.  After a spring full of conferences and speaking engagements, music school, driving everyone with a busy schedule, wrapping up home projects, and planning our summer events, it felt like we never took a break to breath. Conrad gets pretty bad headaches most…

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  • Authority

    Authority

    Have you ever had a teacher without authority? Or a boss without authority? It’s uncomfortable, it’s chaos, it can be scary. Authority doesn’t mean forceful, unmovable. On the contrary. It’s reasonable, wise. And genuine authority is not something we muster up. Knowing God and understanding our mandate, we rise to the occasion to protect, to…

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  • MOPS – garden party

    MOPS – garden party

    Last fall I was busy preparing an ARFO event: the launch of a book. I came alone to the first meeting @mopscluj Then I was invited to be part of the team, and to translate materials as needed. I didn’t know what to say yes to. But it was like a mustard seed. Small. Insignificant.…

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  • It has been a marathon week

    It has been a marathon week

    A blessed marathon of embracing others, listening, encouraging and getting inspired. We broke bread with strangers who became dear friends. We shared stories and then sat in silence together, to let the truth sink in.  Our week of SALT was layered, with local initiatives and visits to new and old friends in other cities who…

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