Category: Adoption

October 22

Today marks 1 year and 7 months since Auggie's death. He was an Irons for 1 year and 7 months. He has now been gone as long as he was with us. And that makes me a tiny bit crazy - I am thankful for every day, but it is still a day without Auggie.... Continue Reading →

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#4.5

Well, my friends. We have been rather busy around here.  Life has been odd, as usual. After Auggie died, we sent paperwork to his first country in order to keep that door open - we just weren't ready to say no forever. And then, on March 21st, I got a phone call letting us know... Continue Reading →

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It is Adoption Awareness Month. I see lots of children posted on social media as "available for adoption." I see lots of beautiful quotes and ideas. I appreciate this. I get asked to speak during November. To raise awareness, to tell our story, to share what being an orphan really means. Many times at these... Continue Reading →

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swimming lessons.

This week, one of our teeny boys, Asher, was gifted some water floats. He loves to swim. Asher is a good swimmer, but not a safe one. He doesn't stop attempting to swim, even if the water is freezing cold. When we are outside, we put him in a flotation device whether it is appropriate... Continue Reading →

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our American life.

Hello sweet friends, Life has been so weird of late. Auggie is still gone. We are still here. Corban and I went to NYC for meetings. I thought Judsen and Joe were going to come with me too, but when I offered they said New York is the city and it smells wonky. They are... Continue Reading →

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Lasts. And Auggie’s legacy.

We are still here. The kids all have their moments of sadness. And that is okay. We talk about Auggie a lot. He affected so much of our day-to-day activities. And it just feels weird with the gaping absence of Auggie, comes the empty minutes of the day, where I find myself seeking activity or... Continue Reading →

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Being okay.

Hello my friends, It has been one week. We are okay. Not great, not whole. But we are okay. And I will call that pretty good for the moment. I keep going back to the thought that this is not where I expected to be right now. I expected Auggie to live much longer. I... Continue Reading →

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March 22, 2017

I left the morning of the 21st to take the girls on a birthday trip to New York and have some meetings with Children's Rights. When I left Auggie was smiling. Happy. Squirmy. And I kissed his fat cheeks and told him I loved him as we hurried out the door. That night Auggie became... Continue Reading →

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