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…
An Aside
I have decided to take a break from the story I have been sharing to address some of the concerns expressed on my blog and on Facebook over the last days. This is my blog. I have allowed your comments because it is not my intention to sensor your speech. They do not really have […] Read more…
Pictures
I’ve been working on the next chapters of the story, but our internet is down. I’m going to add these pictures of my mother’s birthday via my phone.
Here we were all waiting for Victoria!
Happy Birthday, Mom!
Blessings!
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A Break
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…
The Letter
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…
The Fat Church
Today I’m overwhelmed with a concern I must share, and I may offend some in the process.
We call ourselves the church, the body of Christ. But sometimes I think saying we’re Christians means no more to us than saying we are white or black or live in America or Costa Rica. We leave our […] Read more…
Just Pictures
I Digress
There has been much discussion throughout some of the groups I have chosen to share my blog in about my using the word, ‘rescue’ when I speak of adopting our daughters. I’ve read many comments from deeply pained older adoptees who feel hurt by the use of the word rescue. To those people, allow […] Read more…
China
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…
The End of The First Day
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…
