Hello! Welcome to my life!
I write for the simple reason to archive the memories of my children as they grow up. My ideas and thoughts come to me at odd moments throughout the day, whether it be driving out of the neighborhood to pick up one or more of my kids, sautéing onions on the stovetop, dodging mole hills on my John Deere, or unwinding with a latte while spending time with friends.
What makes me smile: My family, small success in an otherwise giant life, a bald eagle's shadow as it circles above, the romance of a spectacular Bollywood film, homemade apple butter, enduring friendship, Audrey Hepburn singing Moon River, Korean soap operas, Plankton from Sponge Bob, a strong female protagonist, underdogs, service, dimpled knuckles, the essence of blackberries as they cook on the vine on a late summer day, Mother Nature's gifts...
For several years I taught high school Language Arts before I “retired” to become a stay-at-home mom to my five children. Three of my children are boys adopted from Ethiopia, Korea, and China respectively.
Over the course of the past ten years I have become an advocate through my writing for children around the world. These writings have been published locally, regionally as well as on the national level in publications such Adoptive Families Magazine and the Joint Council on International Children’s Services blog Be the Answer. I continue to be passionate in regard to using my voice through writing to champion the forgotten children of our world.
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Chapters: Matters of the Heart
- …and In My Humble Opinion (11)
- Adoption (22)
- Birth Families (3)
- China Adoption (2)
- DNA Testing (5)
- Ethiopia Travel Journal (8)
- Good Kids (15)
- Growing Up (22)
- Hannah: Queen of the World (6)
- Herding Boys (20)
- Heritage (5)
- Life With More Than 2.5 Children (31)
- My Heart (17)
- Oh Jeff! (4)
- Older Child Adoption (22)
- Published Work (3)
- Raising an Ethiopian son (18)
- Small pets…the bane of my existence. (4)
- Snips and Snails and Compassionate Tales (8)
- Special Needs Adoption (4)
- The Greatest Sports Fans: Moms! (4)
- The Waiting Child Adoption (18)
- Transition in Adoption (3)
- Uncategorized (2)
- Why We Adopt (1)
- You Can't Make Up This Stuff (5)
When our son Zak was learning the English language he kept us giggling with what we have come to affectionately term as Zakisms. Now that Noah’s language is coming on full force we are now entering a whole new generations of ‘isms.’ I’m so excited to announce that we are now welcoming Noahisms into our lives. For example, today Noah was reading to his 5th grade buddy Haley. He was looking at the pictures to help him connect with the words. He got to a picture of a pig and her piglets. When he got to the word piglet he was able to figure out the first half of the word. “P-I-G”. Slowly, to himself, he sounded out the letters. Proudly he looked up to us and was ready to say the entire word. Haley and I were ready for it…ready to cheer on his success. He looked at us with his big brown eyes and smiled ready for us to cheer on his sentence in full. “Big pigs have little pigs. Little pigs are called…P-IGGLOOS.” Usually Haley and I can hold in our “that is so cute” surprised smiles or we can correct him with a sly endearing smile but we just couldn’t today. We just busted up laughing…it was just so darn cute. He so believed himself that he was right and that baby pigs were called pigloos. : >)