Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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Spring things
A bunch of neighbors gathered on this sunny Saturday to do some spring cleaning around our buildings and the green area, trim hedges, the wild tips of trees, the dry branches, rake and aerate the ground. It was energizing and exhausting all the once. It was beautifully unifying for the neighbors. And Jaclyn spent all…
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Foc si seminte din 22 feb
Dupa doua luni de vara in mijlocul iernii, de soare, de muschi relaxati si de dezinvoltura, pregatiti mental pentru asta, ne-am intors la iarna. Si nu ne-a coplesit nici nu ne-a descurajat. Dar ne e spatele mai adunat, ochii mai mici, cheful mai putin.
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Offline
Conrad is deleting his facebook account. I just browsed through his pictures and got nostalgic. He seldom posts, but his input is always artistic, inspiring.
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Felix
The day before our trip, it snowed in Oradea. We were going to go to an aquapark. I was exhausted and unsure if it’s the right time to go. But I made the plans a few weeks prior, and to take my parents too. Conrad stayed home with Rufus and his broken foot, with a…
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Parenting with presence
I bought this book after visiting this book store called BookStory. I read through many books, had a few options in my hand but decided on this one because of the cover design.
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Psychology
I have considered going back to school. In Romania we can easily afford it. I thought about getting my masters in something like psychology, something i really liked in college but I had no guidance, plus I was really good at sciences and math, and went for the practical road. I have used and still…
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Be a pleasant aroma
The title of this month’s moms-of-preschoolers theme meeting was intriguing … and the talk and debate didn’t let down one bit.
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Transition and formation
It’s towards the end of March and winter hasn’t even showed an inclination to leave. Unwelcome guest. There is snow on the hills. Shaving ice off my car to take J to kindergarten…
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Full Spectrum
Years later what has been most encouraging to me was to read real hardships of the past. They are never fun when living them, as we don’t know the outcome… but here it goes. Probably the hardest day this year.
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Do you want to be my friend?
It must be a new learned skill – an endearing one – picked up at kindergarten. “Let’s be friends!”
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Bogdan. Jaclyn’s innocent sweetheart.
It started a year ago, when Jaclyn didn’t like her hair held back, but one day she asked to have a ponytail just like Bogdan and Stefan’s mom. She has blond long hair.

















