Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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Friendships ebb and flow
A few years ago I was left hurt and confused by a friend’s constant cancellation of plans last minute. At some point I reached out to a mutual friend considering an intervention to help her gain perspective and support for a better work life balance. It’s been tried. I was not the only one worried at…
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Idealizing the past
I visited ivy’s foster mom this week. I promised to stay in touch and I’m a woman of my word. This year has been busy with the new house, with medical appointments and with school, online and in person. I don’t know when and how much time flew by. Ivy even forgot to ask to…
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Faithfullness
Growing up, my church community and Hollywood presented conflicting messages about romance and dating. The tension at least provided me with a broader view. And I felt I could forge my own path. My inexperience flirting during adolescence has saved me a lot of grief later in life. I didn’t like games. I still don’t.…
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Crikvenica ROM2021
It’s the morning of goodbyes. Two weeks ago many of us were complete strangers. In such a short time we became lifetime friends. We’ve learned together, played together, sang, shared and cried. The meals we shared provided interspersed extraordinary connecting time. We hiked to old castles through snake trails, crossing rivers, pushing our limits. We’ve…
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Morning prayer
For three weeks I got used to waking up before sunrise, walk up to the office to get some coffee, take a walk on the beach. Enjoying the silence, the calm sea, the fresh cool air. Camilla was my faithful companion. Alan too, while he was there. Then others took his place. We read a…
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The journey of an introvert into leadership
I don’t long for a stage. Mastering public speaking skills was a dream of mine in my 20s because captivating an audience with words is a form of art that fascinates me. I got to practice facilitating workshops at Apple. Workshops create a different type of engagement with the audience. I calculated some 600 hours…
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Peninnah
On Empathy Night I shared part of my story of forgiveness. I frankly couldn’t think of any story of reconciliation in my life, well-defined enough to make sense. But as we heard about what forgiveness is, a journey, a decision, it is not for the other person but for our own freedom. Forgiving is not…
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Grumbling in the desert
Nothing like a dose of humility served with ingratitude by your daughter in front of all your friends. As we give her the stage (because she like to talk or be the center of attention, but she doesn’t have all the filters in place, because she is still a kid, she is still 7, going…
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The order of things
What comes first? What base relationship influences all the others? The way we related to our parents or to God? Subconsciously I still relate to God the way I related to my parents before I could articulate my opinion or preferences. I feel seen, safe, and I am obedient. I don’t take Him for granted,…
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Experience by the Sea for our kids
To bring or not to bring your kids on a fancy vacation? If not for them, for whom do we invest time and money for? The boundaries of rest and self-care do not apply to extraordinary making of precious memories. The fuel that we’ll keep us going in the seasons of drought and dark winter…
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Letting go early
What if I can’t give her what she needs? this question became heavier as I took more responsibility for things that are out of my control. I tend to shake off friendships who put too much pressure on my opinion, my approval. The world shouldn’t depend on me to function. on a few occasions friends…
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Therapy with friends
After 37 years life I receive with awe and open hands the genuine love of friendship. I’m so aloof, I can barely understand the sustainability of such friendship. But I’m grateful for it. It is pure grace. when you are exhausted and not daring enough to leave your comfort zone even after it became uncomfortable,…
