Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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ROM ad-hoc reunion
A breath of fresh air. A warm breeze on a chilly afternoon. Two men. Two men with presence, spirit and warmth. Maybe due to their unhindered humor on one hand, and depth and reserve on the other: the directors of ROM – the tenured leader and the one walking in his footsteps, they both graced…
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Filling in the gaps – bits of info
Before going to California, last summer, Conrad started talking in earnest about adopting again. I was not there yet. I was enjoying our family of three. It was our first year with Jackie. The social worker also told us to give Jackie time, a year, to settle in our family completely.
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La miezul noptii, trezita de ploaie in munti, am scris asta
Dintre miile de posibilități si optiuni, ți-am pregătit una specială pe care ai ales-o. Și pe asta o știi. E viața ta cum s-a petrecut pana acum. Si e ok. Lucram cu ea. E chiar foarte bine.
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School is almost out
I read a lot lately. And my mood is influenced by what I’m reading. The last book I finished talks about brokenness and it brought me into a bit of a funk. As odd as it might sound: I liked it. I enjoyed it. It was real.
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kayaking
The weekend came and we went kayaking. What a joy. Though it started with a meltdown just as we started rowing because Jackie forgot her little mermaid toy in the car.
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Little women
“Kids were mean to me today. They didn’t like my hair. They said I looked like a wolf. And… don’t laugh! They said I looked like a pig. It made me very sad. Just Ugo said he liked it. And Lucas was nice to me too.”
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Contrast
I am in awe of the miracle she is. Our fast growing daughter is a like a ripe peach, soft checks, warm forehead with a sticky string of gold hair draping over her temple. She breaths peacefully. I go next to her and caress her face. We let her sleep in. She rarely does… alas…
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8 more years later
TUESDAY, JANUARY 19, 2010 What is love? The memories two people share together, the respect and admiration two people have for each other, the way they miss each other during the day when they aren’t around one another. And “in the end, only kindness matters” …this is the line of a song that I don’t…
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Respect your parents
Jaclyn receives some beautiful clothes as a gift. God bless the friends who are a little older and have quite the style. And they generously pass them on.
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Join me in prayer
Jaclyn prays for her sister at every meal and occasionally at bed time. Short and sweet. She sighs and says with pathos: “Dear God!!! Thank you for my little sister that she is safe and joins us soon”. That’s how she asks for things. “Thank you for my dad’s leg to get better!”
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Last day of May
Today there is no power. No electricity anywhere on a 5 mile radius. They are fixing the power lines… or something. It’s ironic and a little ridiculous. My brother asked me what am I going to do with the food in the fridge that will go bad. Luckily, I haven’t gone shopping. The fridge is…
