She stood there, cautiously baring her heart to me. Her words said to me that she thought I had it together. She thinks I know what the heck I’m doing every day when I wake up and all the things from near and far are calling my name. Instantly my mind went back to aContinue reading “Behind the Picket Fence”
Tag Archives: Adapting
These Demons are Pretty
“Go watch Elliott,” Richard said to me very seriously. I stepped into the kitchen in our tiny wooden jungle home and looked out onto the back patio where Elliott liked to play in the big water basin. He was three and a half and full of imagination and wonder at all the things the worldContinue reading “These Demons are Pretty”
The Ugly Side of Adoption
If you find yourself encouraged, follow my new blog at http://www.streamsandthorns.com for more posts like this one. I found this entry the other day while randomly flipping through an old journal: “January 2, 2013 Today, sort of in passing and sort of without even realizing it, I prayed a prayer. ‘Do something great through me… No matterContinue reading “The Ugly Side of Adoption”
One Year Later
In some ways it seems like yesterday and in others it seems like decades, but it was in fact one year ago today that we left behind what we knew as “home” to begin a new journey, four years in the making. Looking back, I feel like we were just babies, taking our first steps.Continue reading “One Year Later”
We Are Those People
It\’s 5:30am on Christmas Eve and I\’m wide awake. Not because of the excitement of Christmas less than 24 hours away, but because of a quirky little girl who refuses to fall back asleep unless I\’m actively bouncing her rocking chair with my foot. In fact, if it weren\’t for the calendar telling me today\’sContinue reading “We Are Those People”
They Want a New Heart, Not a New Culture
The big tank out back filled with rain water that we used to \”bathe\” was a nice change of pace from the filthy river water we had been using for the last week. Something about rinsing off with water that I could actually see through just made me feel a little bit cleaner, even if the clothesContinue reading “They Want a New Heart, Not a New Culture”
S T R E A M S + T H O R N S 