Adoption

The Story Told By Our Scars

The Story Told By Our Scars

Perhaps the question I am asked the most often by others is, "What's going on in that head of yours?"  Because I am always.  Thinking.  Lost in the thoughts in my head, much to the wonderment of those around me. It's annoying, really.  I wish I could just turn off my...

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Gotcha

Gotcha

Adoption is beautiful and hard. That's what a friend told me a couple of weeks ago and the phrase has stuck in my head and rolled around in my heart like a catchy tune or phrase. Because that pretty much sums it up. Sums up our year. Sums up our days. Sums up our...

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Becoming

Becoming

It's hard to believe, but we are coming up on the year mark of our adoption.  I'm not sure what I thought I would feel after one year, but the overwhelming emotion I have on most days is thankfulness.  Thankfulness that we all made it to this point and are still...

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What We Hold In Our Hands

What We Hold In Our Hands

Last week Mia Grace (our cute-as-a-button 2-year-old adopted daughter from China) and I were at her weekly Occupational Therapy appointment with "Miss Julie," my new favorite person on the planet.  Julie Ploetner runs PolkadOT Pediatric Therapy, and her office is pure...

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The Reader

The Reader

On Thursday, the girls and I were in our playroom/schoolroom, immersed in math and history.  Mia Grace had crawled over to the bookshelves across the room, picked herself out a book, and made herself comfortable against one of the chairs.  All of a sudden, we heard...

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BakerKatz

BakerKatz

Let me introduce you to some people who are pretty important people in our world. Around our house, they are affectionately known as the “BK Team,” but in the real estate world, they are known as “BakerKatz.” These are the people who make our lives run and keep...

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Grace at The Table

Grace at The Table

Last week was our first week of starting back to school.  (I know, I know - the rest of the world has been back in school since July.  Trust me - I was counting down the days until I could wave good-bye to everyone at 8am.  I tried not to look too gleeful as I dropped...

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