Category: Posts
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Nesting
I have several friends currently expecting- both the “old fashioned” way and the adoption way. And let me tell you: Nesting is a very real phenomenon. When we were expecting our first baby, I manically scoured our house… the scrubbing of the tile led to the detailing of the baseboards, which led to running the…
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Baraka
This was the Dyula [joo-lah] word I heard more often than any other during the month I spent in Burkina-Faso, West Africa in 2011. On the women’s service trip that I participated in, serving widows and teaching them a trade by which to provide for themselves and thereby avoid falling into prostitution, my biggest take…
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Blessing in Secret: a May Day Tradition
Around this time each year I find myself especially nostalgic, particularly missing my late Great Grandma. I remember her skillful paring of apples and pears she grew in her modest orchard each time I fumble to peel one. I recall the fruity array of Crush soda perpetually stocked in her garage fridge each time I pass them…
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“Legacy of an Adopted Child”
Legacy of an Adopted Child (author unknown) Once there were two women Who never knew each other. One you only remember, The other you call Mother. Two different lives Shaped to make yours one: One became your guiding star, The other became your sun. The first gave you life And the second taught you to…
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Man-cation: Secret to a Father’s Sanity
In my twelve years as wife to an introverted husband, there is one fundamental truth that I have learned… one of the best gifts I can give my Man is time away from me. I admit it, living with three [loud, extroverted, energetic, high-maintenance] women is not for the faint of heart. And pretty soon there…
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Prayer for my Daughter(s)
Our first-born is turning 8 this month. Eight. No longer a Little Girl… she is, more aptly, a Young Lady. I can readily recall my own eighth year: Tired of stick-on earrings strewn about the house, my parents finally obliged my request for pierced ears. I mastered cursive writing and memorized times tables. My aunt…
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Love Thy Neighbor
I do. I love our neighbors. I don’t believe in luck, but we seriously hit the neighbor jackpot when we moved into our new house in Bozeman. It’s almost “as if” it was providential. (It totally was.) It wasn’t more than 20 minutes after we pulled our moving and mini vans into the driveway last August…
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Dossi-YAY!
Guess what happened this week: We completed our dossier paperwork. This warrants a moment of silence. ………………….. Thank you for rejoicing with us. Can you hear our sighs of relief? We are still waiting for some paperwork to arrive before we actually send it off, but OUR work is DONE. (Picture me doing the Roger Rabbit…
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Home
Our family of four packed up our Sexy Minivan and made a whirlwind pilgrimage back to our home-state of Oregon this weekend, the first time back since relocating to Montana six months ago. It was Spring Break here in Bozeman, so the girls were off of school (and me from work– I strictly work when they’re…
