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Philly Area mom, Life forever changed by adoption

In case you’re looking

Loaded with Tylenol and tissues in hand (great timing, huh?), I’m checking off my to-do list and getting ready to head out to the airport soon to fly to Atlanta (Remember the crazy video voting race?). In case you’re looking for us, we’ll be at Together for Adoption‘s national conference for the next couple days–thanks to all of those who “clicked” for us.

Promise to do my best to share about it. I’ll be posting real time on Facebook if you want to get a glimpse of what it’s like.
And, in case you’re looking for a frazzled Grammy, there will be one right here with 4 kids who are happy to tire her out. 

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I remember

11 years ago today. September 11, 2001. I remember sleeping in. I did that whenever I could. I was pregnant with our first and took every opportunity for more rest. I remember Mark calling from work and waking me to tell me to turn on the television. I remember the disbelief and the horror of the images I saw over and over and over again.

13 years ago yesterday. September 10, 1999. I remember my new husband’s family gathered at his parents’ house. It was Mark’s birthday, but we didn’t celebrate. He lost his father that day. I remember trying to hold things together. I remember the sounds of grief. 
Yesterday and today, I am reminded–though I never really forget–of the fallenness of our world and how things are simply not the way they should be. 
And, today, I remember to thank God for His mercy in spite of us, in spite of me. And, I remember to pray for Him to redeem the broken things of this world. 

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