Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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Little people of NOW
When there aren’t enough people to do the work, only TIME can validate a child’s need to be adopted, as the ultimate solution, in his or her best interest. But while we the adults have time, children don’t. They don’t have time to lose in limbo. They are little people of the present. The case…
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Integrity & Trust
“If we don’t have trust, we have nothing.” Jackie declares with passion as we discuss the importance of telling the truth. Why do we value integrity? Why do we make it part of our DNA? Are some people less tempted to take shortcuts than others? Everything has a price. What are you willing to pay…
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Still waiting
We’ve traveled through the valley this year. On the outside it’s been sunny and cheerful. We’ve even been unexpectedly blessed by plenty of unforgettable traveling on a light budget. Our heart drew near to Jesus. Tenderly. We’ve wrestled with our own dreams or plans and learned to let them go. We’ve faced our worst fears…
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Familii în așteptare
Intru în sala de conferințe cu 5 minute înainte de ora stabilită. Gazdele, echipa de două persoane, care se ocupă cu evaluarile post adopție, ne așteaptă senine și primitoare. Povestim de copii. Nu ne-am vazut de când era tare frig. Acum e toamnă iar. Demult am încheiat procedura de evaluare post-adoptie. Acum aștept un nou…
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In His company
In adolescence I read this book about how people experience God. Instinctively, some people are very artistic and emotional, others are very cerebral, and facts and logic is what makes them tic. Everyone in the world is a combination of these two ways of relating to nature and to God. Personally, I read the Scriptures…
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Sweet daughter
Today we learned about you And our heart skipped a beat. Mixed emotions We hear how you were rescued Scared and dirty Will you be ours? Would you join your sister To share life and laughter and sorrow together? We are Hopeful. We got ourselves ready. Re-evaluated and Re-certified Walking on clouds Anticipating the moment…
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Traveling, changing and openness
When someone leans in to receive your story, to listen to your heart, they make room for richness and blessings. How often do we keep silent because there is nobody willing to slow down and look at us openly? I am reminded lately of the power of vulnerability. The seeds planted over time, the people…
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Do you trust me?
I asked my dad, when I borrowed the car to drive mama to church one Sunday morning. He was reluctant to give me the keys. I had just gotten my license. The way to church was a straight shot, and I used to take that route with my driving instructor all the time. He always…
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Birthdays
Slaves to fitting in, to the routine of birthdays, to one-up the year before. Simplifying takes a lot of energy. Definitely, I grew up with family birthdays, where the nicest thing was getting a cake from the cake store. I also remember birthdays being emotionally charged, as spirits were tense, and things came up. I…
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Raw
This last month, cleaning away the dirt, the dust, the unnecessary crud, I felt light, and present, and clear. But this nakedness of mind and of soul brings on a raw sensitivity to light, to pain, to hope and reality. I have a vivid imagination when it comes to danger. I always did. But I’ve…
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Conversation about sweets
Bye! I’m going to Bunica downstairs. Don’t come after me. I’ll return home at the perfect hour for lunch. Jackie, I have one request. No sweets today. Not even one bite. Yesterday you had chocolate and candy. Not one taste today. Ok. If Bunica offers, I’ll say “I’m not eating nothing!” Off she goes and…
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New chapters
A few months ago I started praying that God would show me clearly where He wants me. Because, as it stands, I don’t know. And I feel a burning desire to do more. What makes me come alive? – a good old question I stumbled upon in an old blog. I don’t want to waste…
