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100 years ago

Just taking a moment for history….  image links to the library of congress’ newspaper for July 28th, 1914.   Top pop hit from 1014:  the 12th St Rag   and a map of my neighborhood in 1914!   by

By Rebecca, ago
Adoption Journey

Surrender with Hope

I hate this whole concept of acceptance.  I hate giving up.  And it’s been very, very hard for me to learn the difference between giving up trying, and gracefully surrendering to something you can’t control. Oh, hell.  Honestly, I still haven’t learned it.  I really, truly can’t usually tell the Read more…

By Rebecca, ago
Adoption Journey

Breathing Space

Kyler demonstrating his ninja-like meditating skills at Duke Gardens.  (Jaden also demonstrated her yoga skills, balancing in a lovely tree pose on a rock at the shallow end of the pond… uh oh…  fortunately the shallow end!  And fortunately it was a warm day and she dried off quick.) I’ve Read more…

By Rebecca, ago
Adoption Journey

Children of our own

“Many Americans would die naked in the middle of the road before they’d tell you what’s hurt them most. But a born Southerner will show you the cell in their heart that burns the hardest. They’ll hold it out to you in their bare right hand.” ~Reynolds Price That’s what Read more…

By Rebecca, ago
Holidays

Very Merry

Each Christmas with no baby is harder and harder.  I was really struggling with this, between Thanksgiving and Christmas this year.  I decided to just grab the holiday by the front of its shirt and give it a good hard shake.  “Listen, Christmas,” I said.  “Get it together.  I want Read more…

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Ten Books

Facebook today is trending lists of Ten Books That Stayed With You.  I had to cheat. 1. The Hobbit.  Of course.  It gets to be top of the list just because the movie is coming out today. 2.  Watership Down, which is actually my favorite book.  I loved it when Read more…

By Rebecca, ago
I Believe

Rainy day thoughts

I pick up worms on rainy days.  I try to do it in a casual way, when nobody’s looking, but in such a manner that if someone did notice me, I’d seem to be acting on a whimsical impulse, rescuing one worm for no real reason. But I pick up Read more…

By Rebecca, ago
Holidays

Over the Rainbow

When I was five, my mother was exasperated by my continued inability to tie my shoes.  People kept telling me that the rabbit would run around the tree and into the hole, and I just sat there holding the laces in my hand and wondering what the hell they were Read more…

By Rebecca, ago