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Antigua bus depot

Monday, January 13th, 2020

Behind the tourist market in Antigua, Guatemala is the bus depot. If you haven’t already seen these mobile works of art, check them out next time you’re in town. The designs are glorious.

While you’re at it, slip in to the municipal Mercado, where the locals shop for flowers, shoes, candles, baskets, meats, chicken, beans and rice, electronics, ceramics, clothes, kitchenware. There’s always something to see.

Missing my happy place. xoxo

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New Year 2020

Sunday, January 5th, 2020

Happy New Year, friends! This year, I’m going to try hard to follow my own advice, which is “Parent the child you have.” I don’t know where I first heard these words, but as soon as I did, I knew they were gold. Or gold for me.

The idea to parent the child I have has been allowing me to step back, take a breath, and pause before speaking or acting. To not impose on someone else my preconceived idea of the “way things should be.”

One of the greatest mysteries and most intense joys of adoption has been discovering who my children are. Who they must be. Who they will be.

My children are not me. They are some of me, sometimes. But mostly, they are themselves. I love and try to guide them. I catch them when they fall. I witness their unfolding. ❤️

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“What’s the buzz?”

Wednesday, December 18th, 2019

I love how music brings you right back to a place. We drove down to San Jose to see the 50th anniversary tour of Jesus Christ Superstar and I was at St. Mary’s school in West Deal, NJ, in Mr. Gironda’s music class listening to the album, over and over, the first “rock opera.”

That score, those lyrics. Mr. Gironda’s grand production. Everybody in town was in it. Everybody singing “What’s the buzz?”

Sitting in San Jose, I remembered every note, every word. Such an alive, vibrant production. My kids were transfixed, and I, transported. Love when that happens. xoxo

 

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Corruption in Guatemalan adoption

Monday, December 9th, 2019

Here’s a link to “A Painful Truth,” a thorough and thoughtful article about now-adults adopted from Guatemala as babies or children, who have discovered their adoptions were corrupt. Such a revelation probably is not news to anyone reading this, but it’s worth taking a minute to think about.

As for me, I’ve trained myself to live with the complexity that is Guatemalan adoption. Our children are here now and they need us. Terrible things happened. Both are true.

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15

Tuesday, November 26th, 2019

Smart, funny, creative, kind, exuberant. Mateo is 15!

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Dave Thomas Foundation for Adoption

Tuesday, November 19th, 2019

I get emails from the Dave Thomas Foundation for Adoption and today this video arrived. Joe Toles grew up in foster care and aged out at 21. Now, he’s the adoptive father to 7 sons. The lines from his story I love most: “We have a home base.” And “Everyone knows that they can come home.”

Here’s the video. Which you must watch!

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Antigua summer 2019

Thursday, November 14th, 2019

When is Guatemala not on my mind? Never, probably. Scrolling through my phone, I found these photos from Summer 2019, all from Antigua. xoxo

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“Fierce Love” memoir by Kim Gjerde

Thursday, November 7th, 2019

 

I’m thrilled for my friend, Kim Gjerde, whose memoir Fierce Love: One Woman’s Remarkable Journey to Adopt her Daughter from Guatemala is now available on Amazon. Kim’s experience is one many can relate to. Here’s my blurb on the back cover:

“Kim Gjerde’s riveting account of adoption from Guatemala kept me turning the pages, eager to see what happened next. This book holds back nothing—the trusting innocence of Kim and her husband, the unscrupulous players they encountered along the way, and their steadfast devotion to their beloved daughter. If anyone still wonders why adoptions between Guatemala and the United States remain closed, read Kim Gjerde’s Fierce Love and understand.”

Lots to discuss for book clubs. Order your copy today!

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Birth family visit summer 2019

Friday, October 18th, 2019

I’m posting here a few photos from our trip to Guatemala this summer, with Olivia’s birth mother and grandmother, at Lake Atitlan and in the church at Panajachel. I won’t speak for anyone else, but these visits are the most emotional days of my year. (Also, as you probably know, I post family photos “from the back.” xoxo)

Olivia’s now 17. We reunited with her family for the first time when she was seven, and have been lucky enough to visit every year since then. Each family, child, and situation is different and everyone makes decisions that are right for them. With Olivia’s family, this feels right.

 

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Boston

Tuesday, October 8th, 2019

I had a wonderful visit with my sister Deanna and her family in Boston. We drove down to Kings Point for a memorial service for alumni, including our Dad, who died last summer. He would love to know a plaque with his name sits under an arbor on that beautiful campus. Lobster roll at Farnham’s, a day strolling in the charming seafront town I always forget the name of, lots of De’s amazing home-cooking and David’s roasted coffee, and time with my nieces, which is never enough. Oh, at the Peabody Essex, a trunk show of Iris Apfel’s jewelry. (I may have purchased an oversized pearl necklace wrapped with chain mail. Possibly an Iris-esque tunic. Who can resist?) I’m feeling blessed.

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