Have you ever walked along a path–carefully taking just the very next step? Have you ever dreamed of something, planned for it and worked for it, but the results came so much faster than you ever anticipated? Much of… Continue Reading
I once worked with a trauma doctor who painted, although I don’t know when he found the time. He was always at the hospital. He painted in both the realistic and abstract style — nothing worthy of a gallery… Continue Reading
“She’s gone through a lot of big changes. She’ll need big movements, lots of hugs. Smoosh her body between two pillows. Wrap her up tight. She’s going to need help to feel connected and grounded.” After being together for… Continue Reading
I’m in the bathroom enjoying a moment of quiet. Sitting in silence, waiting for the water to get hot, and scrolling through Instagram, my new favorite hobby. Continuing to travel along the edge of my New Year’s Resolution angst,… Continue Reading
For six warp-speed hours every week, my youngest son is in preschool. Since he’s been my constant companion of the last four years, I’m overtly protective of this sacred time alone. I try to maximize my productivity while allowing an… Continue Reading
I love the New Year. The blank slate. The re-set. The Beginning. (The Beginning of what, you ask? Of whatever you want, my dear, that’s the beauty of it.) Thanks to the many years spent working nights on holidays, we… Continue Reading
I love that we are able to share about our adoption journey with you. I hope it’s helpful for those of you wanting to support your own adopting friends and family in the future — or even be a resource… Continue Reading
It’s getting real. Palpable. The thought – turned prayer – turned fear – turned surrender – turned one-step-at-a-time action is coming towards the finish line. We will be picking up our daughter in China. In less than a month. This… Continue Reading
One year ago this month, we formally began our adoption process. Coincidentally, a year ago this month, I quit my job. It’s hard to explain why I needed to leave a job that paid me well and only required a… Continue Reading
I’m standing in my kitchen with the phone to my ear. She’d just asked how we were doing, really. I had nothing to report. “I don’t even know what to say.” “What do you mean?” she asks. “I don’t know.… Continue Reading