Musings of a mother of many
My Facebook page is flooding me with memories of four years ago when we were in China getting our girls. Each picture brings back a sea of feelings that unnerve me.
I feel the trauma our daughters felt more vividly than I did before because now they are my own, and I know the depth of […] Read more…
It was one of those long days.
It was the kind of day mothers everywhere have experienced.
It was a day when sleep had eluded me, when I’d spent the sleepless hours praying about the burdens that weighed too heavily on my heart, when the problems felt like mountains before me and so unequally matched to my […] Read more…
Thank you all for such an awesome welcome back to the blog-world. Your kind words have encouraged me so much.
God is working in my heart, and I have so much to share with all of you.
And I will.
When I wrote my last post, I didn’t have the details to share with you about Ruthi Joy […] Read more…
I’ve felt this post brewing for a long time now.
The days have passed so quickly these past weeks and months that it hardly seems like it’s been as long as it has been since I’ve written here. This old blog has gathered a lot of dust. So many of you have written to me and […] Read more…
I want to thank all of you who prayed for our family, for each one of your encouraging comments and for each meal prepared while I was in the hospital. Your encouragement and support in our lives bless us more than you know. We have seen God, this Christmas season, in each prayer, in each […] Read more…
My dear niece will be getting married on Saturday to the young man who stole her heart.
It seems like only yesterday when she walked into our lives, a tiny two year old with bright eyes and a precocious little mind. She was so tiny then.
She made me an aunt, my parents […] Read more…
A NOTE TO THE READER: This is one post in a series of posts that will share the story of how I came to know and grew to love my daughters who were adopted at fourteen years old, mere days before they aged out of the adoption system. It does not reflect my feelings now. […] Read more…
Evangeline doesn’t have to wear her brace anymore, and she looks just lovely!
And I’ll let you in on a secret. Her mommy has a thing for her lovely long hair. It tickles me. She’s so tiny. I call her my little sylph. I am completely enamored with her tiny size and lovely demeanor.
Anyway, […] Read more…
A NOTE TO THE READER: This is one post in a series of posts that will share the story of how I came to know and grew to love my daughters who were adopted at fourteen years old, mere days before they aged out of the adoption system. It does not reflect my feelings now. […] Read more…
A NOTE TO THE READER: This is one post in a series of posts that will share the story of how I came to know and grew to love my daughters who were adopted at fourteen years old, mere days before they aged out of the adoption system. It does not reflect my feelings now. […] Read more…
