when east meets south
I was digging through some of old drafts today. And I found this. I guess I never published it because I didn’t finish it. I wrote it when I was in China and, things were a bit *ahem* crazy then. But now – well, things might still be crazy, but it’s a different crazy. A comfortable, predictable crazy. And, in… Read More
I’ve got to make this quick. But I wanted to let y’all know. After a shuttle ride, train ride, taxi ride and two plane rides… we are, at last, home. The trip was manageable. It had it’s moments. Definitely could have been worse. But 28 hours? With at 22 month old? Well… it’s over. And that’s all I wanna say… Read More
My little love. You have endured so many changes in the last few weeks. I know how frightened all this must be for you. And that we are only at the beginning of our journey together as mother and daughter. But know this. I will do my very best to love you unconditionally. To comfort you in times of sorrow…. Read More
Just a few pictures from our last full day in China. That were sort of overlooked in my red couch frenzy. Sorry, little pictures. As a person who knows that a picture really is worth a thousand words, I didn’t want to leave these out. And now, I can go on with my life. Over and out.
Sweet Poppy. She just sat, like a little doll, on the red couch. So incredibly beautiful. But still, so very much hidden beneath the surface. Honestly, I’m incredibly proud of her. And how far she’s come in less than two weeks. So grateful that we have a lifetime together ahead of us. She’s got a lot of smiling to do.
I have high hopes for these red couch pictures we’re hoping to get this afternoon. And, because I’m really, really tired of seeing pictures of myself, my hopes include photos of just Poppy. Alone. On the red couch. And then I realized that I hadn’t yet taken any pictures of Poppy, that didn’t include contorting or twisting to get a… Read More
Winding down here. And honestly, I am thrilled. I do so enjoy China, and try to soak in all I can while I am here. But, whether I want to admit it or not, I seriously can’t wait to get home. To be home. I would have posted these few day nine pictures last night, but I fell asleep on… Read More
I didn’t think it would come again so quickly. In fact, I wondered if we might have to take her back to Shamian Island, to the same shopkeeper, to get another one out of Miss Poppy. But I was wrong. During our normal (normal for China, that is) morning routine – right in the middle of breakfast in fact –… Read More
It was a good day. After spending the majority of two days in the hotel room, we decided to spend the day out. On Shamian Island. We went to church. We strolled. We shopped. We Starbucked. Which probably isn’t a word, but it should be. The heat was unbelievable. And the porch at the Starbucks was a most welcomed relief…. Read More
Poppy continues to struggle. And, here on day 6, I found myself struggling as well. I know it’s only been 5 days. I know this too shall pass. And yet, I struggle. So grateful for Zach being here. He’s been a rock. And a most welcome comic relief. Because it’s so very hard to see all Poppy is going through…. Read More