half heard in the stillness-- between two waves of the sea.

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Before & After

Here’s a quick before and after comparison. Igor arriving at the airport in June, and eleven weeks later on his last day here, today.

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At the Zoo

This weekend we went to the zoo with Igor. Rosie hates it because Igor demands all of the attention, constantly talking and trying to make us go faster, then complaining that he’s tired, or hot, or his belly hurts… We have a zoo membership, so I had to keep reminding the girls that we can come back next week and walk as slow as we want! Here are a few random videos I made of Igor at the zoo, just for...

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Testing…Is this thing on?

Somehow when automatically upgrading to the newest version of WordPress my blog hiccuped and broke itself. Cue the horrors! After some terrifying digging, deleting, re-uploading, and file replacing, and file moving using an FTP client I think my blog has returned. Glory be! For a little while there I was afraid I had deleted the whole thing. I couldn’t remember when the last back up was made. I was pretty amazed and relieved when the last file I moved finally made...

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This isn’t how it’s supposed to end.

Something happened yesterday that probably gave me a shock of gray hair right down the middle of my head. We live in a subdivision with construction at the end of the block. During daytime hours we have a constant stream of dump trucks and flatbed trucks going up and down our street loaded down with heavy materials. Our house sits in a slight curve of the road and the trucks go fast around it without slowing down. The speed limit is...

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At a Loss for Words

Yesterday we bought Igor a suitcase. He’s planning on packing half of the house in it. I have to go through it at night when he’s asleep on the 27th and make sure he didn’t take anything really important. He got up at dawn this morning and had the entire suitcase packed with his clothes and toys. He’s counting down the days until his mom picks him up at the station. He called his mom in Ukraine yesterday. He asks to...

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To Love and Let Go–

“Life is made up of a collection of moments that are not ours to keep. The pain we encounter throughout our days spent on this earth comes from the illusion that some moments can be held onto. Clinging to people and experiences that were never ours in the first place is what causes us to miss out on the beauty of the miracle that is the now. All of this is yours, yet none of it is. How could it be?...

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Metro Parks.

Yesterday was Henry’s 2nd birthday! Pictures of that to come shortly, I haven’t had time to go through all of them yet. During the day yesterday we went to check out a local metro park. Did I mention how impressed I am with the parks here? Hundreds of acres of preserved prairie land and woods WITH CLEAN FLUSHING TOILETS. The parks we’ve visited are so so clean too, and perfectly landscaped with flower beds and such in main areas. This metro...

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When things don’t go the way you’d like.

There are times when I wonder how things will all turn out in the end. Are we just on an emotional trip with no destination in site? Where is this crazy boat even headed? Igor has become certain that his mother in Ukraine will show up and take care of him. He’s neglected every time he goes to visit her home, and I hear tale of her showing up to the orphanage and yelling at him in the halls. But he...

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Wedding Weekend!

My sister’s wedding is this coming weekend. I’m so excited! It’s surreal though–I remember when she was just a baby, I used to change her diapers. Now she’s getting married. Really? How did this happen? I’m doing the photography for her wedding, which will be fun. The wedding is at a local winery. It’s gorgeous there. I’m crossing my fingers for perfect sunny weather. I don’t have a good picture of the view from the winery. It’s located near the cabin...

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Policia.

It’s mid morning and the heat index is being driven towards 100 degrees due to the stifling humidity. We’re walking at a snail’s pace through the parking lot of the local park. The sun is blinding. The blacktop is reflecting shimmering heat onto our damp skin. The kids and I were supposed to meet up with new friends at the park, but we’re forty minutes late because it took so long to get all four small people dressed and out the...