One Sought Me

Having had said our goodbyes to Saturday morning sleep-ins a long time ago (as soon as our first child arrived to be exact), it wasn't a surprise to us that when bringing our new son home from an orphanage in Ethiopia, that sleep schedules and bedtime routines would be changing. The jet lag from traveling over 18 hours of flight time and layovers lasted nearly one week for Todd and I, but our new son Tarik quickly adjusted to day time and night times.  Ethiopia time is opposite of the time in the Eastern USA.  For example, it is currently 8:46 p.m. on a Thursday here in the states and it is 4:46 a.m. in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia on a Friday morning. The first night we had Tarik out of the orphanage he fell asleep in my arms, lying in bed, while he drank his "too-toe" (that means bottle in Amharic language), his bottle of formula.  That was easy! It was peaceful and I was utterly grateful to have him in my arms at last. About an hour later Tarik woke up in a frantic and i...

We are going through a divorce .  Yes, I know this may come as a surprise to you.  As we were in the dark too, before the pain was real and in our home. Before the hurt came out in tears and outward behavior.  Divorce is tough.  It hurts and it's not something easy to go through or to get over.  After a divorce, a separation of what you thought was forever and trusted with all your inmost being that it would be forever, there may always be a bruise on your heart.  A bruise that when pressed, still hurts.  Even years later, there is a spot. No one says to someone going through a divorce, "oh you'll get over it."  And if they do, they clearly have no understanding of relationships. So why does it seem a very popular response to us about our young adopted son, "he'll get over it." Or "He's young.  He'll adjust so easy."  Ummm, no.  You clearly don't understand relationships. It's time we set things straight. We are going ...