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I am a wife, daughter, mother, bilingual teacher, poet, author, women's Bible study teacher, world traveler, orphan advocate, and an adoptive mother.  Our adoption journey has been filled with a lot of hurt and loss, along with even more hope, grace, and healing.  Through it we have experienced more of God than we ever bargained for and have watched Him miraculously redeem our story when we surrendered all the broken pieces to Him.

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Thursday, July 27, 2017

So much to process

Despite coming home from living ten days on a schedule seven hours ahead of us, I woke up exactly according to my biological clock, bright and early, ready to assume my normal routine of a quiet morning all to myself. Oh, how I missed that.

I got up and fed my sweet kitty, who surprisingly waited very patiently for me on the windowsill above my bed. Then I opened up a bag of coffee that I brought home from Guatemala and brewed a pot of it for Mike and I to drink this morning. I bid goodbye to my husband as he left for work, and then I ventured out onto my front porch with my coffee, my gratitude journal, and a small devotional. Unfortunately, the mosquitoes sent me back in rather quickly, but it was nice to enjoy at least a few minutes out there.

I still felt quite unsettled, so I ended up unpacking, doing laundry, sorting out the few little gifts I was able to bring back, and just tried to get reoriented. That may take a few days. I've got a million thoughts and emotions swirling around in my head and heart--I don't even know where to start to even begin processing through all that I've experienced over the last 18 days. I figured this blog is the best place for me to begin so I can at least add pictures in some sort of organized manner.

Truthfully, though Juan and I embarked on one long trip together, it still feels like two completely different experiences that I can't seem to merge at all in my mind yet. I know God had a purpose for putting them together that I'm sure I will understand eventually, but for now, they were two separate trips, so that's how I will blog about them.

All I can say right now is that I am so thankful to be home again. This was such a stretching, bonding, challenging, fearful, terrifying, awkward, emotional, courageous, out-of-my-comfort-zone experience that truly changed me in more ways than I even know. I look around and realize life is no longer the same, nor am I. Bear with me over the next week or so as I attempt to share pictures and pour out the contents of my heart onto this page.

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