*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 just another one of those times when we try to catch up with …

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 I trusted that God was walking with us through the fires of trauma …

I used to believe that there would come a day when our family dynamic would feel “normal” –  that we would mesh together in a way that was seamless – that the memory of the time Before would be blotted out by the Present, that thoughts of the Future wouldn’t always be accompanied by some …

I got a box delivered to our house today.  It was sent by a friend and filled with wound care materials.  You see, this family found themselves with an excess of supplies when their six year old daughter passed away last week due to complications from Epidermolysis Bullosa. I had avoided talking to Julianne about …

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 a bit.  You may not see much of your adoptive or fostering family …

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 I DO know… /// This is what I know… I know that time …

“Mom.  One day, when I have good skin all over me, I can have earrings, right?” *gulp* Because, truth is, unless there is a radical gene-altering cure found, EB is a part of who she is, and will be a part of who she is for all of her days. Epidermolysis Bullosa (n.) :  loosening …

Yesterday was the anniversary of the day we arrived home with our newest daughter. I will never ever forget the emotion flooding through me as we de-planed and walked down the hall to the escalator.  I will never forget the light-headed feeling as I stepped onto the escalator; I tried to hold Julianne since escalators …

Today marks the day when we saw Julianne for the first time face-to-face.  We had loved her from afar for nine long months, and finally, we saw her.  I will never forget the feelings from that day.  The way my fingertips felt numb with anticipation and nerves.  The way when we rode the elevator to …

undone yet again

There are some nights when all I can do is sit outside your room and listen to the keening sounds of grief. The years of neglect show strong as you push away our attempts to console. I’m not even completely sure I understand what is going on inside your mind, but I know you are …