Even though we launched it a few weeks ago, Day Map went live today on many of the social media platforms and it was like watching my baby take its first steps as it started taking on a personality of its own. Day Map came to my rescue in the first years following the arrival… Continue reading Why I’m sharing Day Map
Tag: adoption
Happy birthday my sweet angel….
I can now say that you’ve been here, home with us, for the longest part of your life. 4 whole years have gone by since we first touched down from our Astana to Toronto journey. 4 years out of your total 8. And to celebrate your birthday my little blonde boy, here’s a look back… Continue reading Happy birthday my sweet angel….
What was the orphanage like?
Son #2 playing with a toy I brought for him. I get asked many times about the orphanage I visited so today I thought I would give you a tour: Orphanage had a playground…. They celebrated Christmas…. There was a music room…. And a gymnastics room…. We had equipment to use our imagination… Continue reading What was the orphanage like?
I wonder…..
When he sleeps, son #2, like all children, looks angelic. Gone is the tough guy demeanor. Gone is the attempt to carry his world on his little shoulders. And gone is the general mis-trust of the world around him. I stare at him sometimes and wonder what his little eyes have seen and what his… Continue reading I wonder…..
But aren’t you worried he may have……?
I get asked, many many many times, if I’m worried that my adopted son has something (a condition, disease, challenge etc). So for those who are wondering, no, I’m not worried that the orphanage, or the individuals involved with the adoption purposely withheld medical information from me. And if they did, I’ll never know. Is… Continue reading But aren’t you worried he may have……?
4 years in the making
Many many moons ago, I was a university student without a care in the world other than passing my courses to avoid the wrath of immigrant dad & mom, and hanging out with my friends. Life, then threw a curve ball at me. With a huge crisis averted, I continued on the path society expected… Continue reading 4 years in the making
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