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 →

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 →

I hear all kinds of things since beginning our foster and adoption journey. You are a saint.  You must be so patient. These kids are so lucky you saved them. These comments put us in a group of humans in which we simply do not belong. An unattainable group of parental perfection. Impossible. Let us... Continue Reading →

#8. one year.

One year ago we stood in a tiny Ukrainian courtroom. Explaining to a judge why Auggie should be adopted. Why children need families. Why we should be Auggie's. One year ago, I was told we may be adopting a terminally ill child. As it turned out, he was simply starving. One year ago, Auggie wore... Continue Reading →

#1

I have long called my kids by numbers on social media posts.  8 years ago TC legally became our #1.  TC. My most elderly child is going to a military program to finish up high school. He is 17.  And that is super old. I am 36. I think. Someone correct me if I am... Continue Reading →

Auggie is five.

Auggie turns FIVE TODAY!! I can't even contain myself. I am not sure if I should cry or clap or I don't even know. Can I please tell you, I love this kid. He has not had easy beginnings. But, how he has come alive. Let us peruse the photographic evidence. My favorite kind. It... Continue Reading →

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