*The name of this sweet girl I’m about to tell you about has been changed for sharing purposes.  I will explain more about that later. 🙂 One day, not very many days ago, my sister called me.  I answered thinking it was… Read More

Over one thousand days ago I sat down with a calculator, a piece of paper, a pencil and a bruised heart. We were in the middle of the toughest days we had known to date.  Our post-adoption journey was difficult, and though… Read More

I’m going to tell you a story, and it’s a story several years in the making.  It’s the story of two women, one who had to let go of control a bit and accept some help, and one who wouldn’t stop asking… Read More

Saying Yes to Giving Grace

**It was a privilege to be able to share this part of our adoption journey.  Some times when I write I write to process information in my own head and heart.  This time, the processing has been completed, and completed a while… Read More

About this time last year, I was in discussions with the principal at the school my children attend.  The discussion revolved around the potential need to add another 2nd grade class during the 2017-2018 school year, and would I be interested in… Read More

Another holiday is upon us, and though this is the ONE day of the year our family values and celebrates more than others because of the sheer impact it makes on our Jesus-loving hearts, it’s still a holiday.  And we still struggle… Read More

It’s a joy to be able to share my heart at No Hands But Ours every month. This post is special to me.  I don’t pretend to know everything about parenting or adoption, or parenting through adoption.  But there are some things… Read More

Raise your hand if you tend to overthink things. Now, raise both hands, jump up and down, throw your head back and yell, “Yes, this is me!”, if you’re an adoptive mama and you tend to overthink things. Overthinking is a habit that can be… Read More

If I could watch the world from the sidelines, I would. I don’t like being the center of attention, at least not for long periods of time.  It’s taken a decent number of years to be able to say “thank you” when… Read More

I’m sitting on my closet floor typing this. Because sometimes a mama just needs to do that, you know? The door needs to shut.  The voices need to fade so that all I can hear is myself think for a moment.  And… Read More