Bursting the Bubble

I can change the world, with my own two hands.- Ben Harper

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So much to share, so little motivation. This month has been an astrological humdinger, bringing out so much negativity and angst for so many of us. I’ve just been trying to duck and cover and do my life and stay in a place of peace and protection from the maelstrom. I know one thing- I have beautiful, intelligent, strong women in my life for whom I am exceedingly grateful. 

We are all good. Strong, healthy, happy, content. All of the major outside work for Spring is finished, the final touch being rehab of the playset that came with the house. I made a new awning and am replacing all the swings today. My mom is coming tomorrow for the weekend. SB is counting the hours, as she told him she would buy him the new toy he’s been wanting. 

Preparing to do respite is going well. We are almost finished, with our final walkthrough happening next week. Licensing should happen within two weeks, so that’s exciting. SB’s former sitter and her partner will be licensed this week, so the timing is good, since I hope to help them with their placements. 

Otherwise, we are living in a blur of football and Dozer’s job and school responsibilities, daily life with as much time for fun as possible thrown in. My husband’s job is going gangbusters, and we are grateful for the opportunity to make hay while the sun shines. The timing is good, too, since we have to pay the school fees for the girls in Tanzania that we sponsor, and it snuck up on us without much time to prepare.

All in all, things are good. I’m very ready for April to come to a close, for the energetic heaviness that laid over this month like a smelly old blanket to leave. Until then, I’m just gonna keep on swimming, head under water, eyes on the prize.

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Show ‘em their nightmare!!!!!
Some dumb lady on the stands at our pee wee football game. I mean, REALLY?!?!?!

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"Sweet Surrender"
-Sarah McLachlan

it doesn’t mean much
it doesn’t mean anything at all
the life I’ve left behind me
is a cold room
I’ve crossed the last line
from where I can’t return
where every step I took in faith 
betrayed me
and led me from my home

and sweet
sweet surrender
is all that I have to give

you take me in
no questions asked
you strip away the ugliness
that surrounds me
are you an angel
am I already that gone
I only hope
that I won’t disappoint you
when I’m down here
on my knees

and sweet 
sweet surrender
is all that I have to give

sweet surrender
is all that I have to give

and I don’t understand
by the touch of your hand
I would be the one to fall

I miss the little things
oh I miss everything

it doesn’t mean much
it doesn’t mean anything at all
the life I left behind me
is a cold room

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I’m a writer, and this table, made with my husbands hands, leaves me speechless. The place where we share food is sacred, and the fact that it’s our old table combined with a new top says so much about where our family is. Thank you, baby, for this gift of work from your very capable hands.

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Just got chastised on my local foster parent page on Facebook. 

Always an instigator!

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Oh man.

Someone really close to us is in the position of having to decide if they will take placement of their adopted son’s two little sisters. And by little I mean 3 years and 16 days. Their adopted boys are high needs, the sisters are still in a foster care case, there is potential trauma seeing the sisters go back and forth from their biological mom, not to mention what might happen if she was able (highly unlikely) to get them back. There are SO many elements here, so much to look at, so many unknowns and uncertainties. 

My heart just hurts for them. The bright spot is the girls are in a foster home I know, with people who love them and want to adopt and would maintain sibling contact. These girls will be safe and loved either way, as long as they don’t return to their family of origin.

I don’t envy this choice at all. The one good thing for our family is we have now discussed at length what we would do in this situation, and are prepared with an answer should a similar call ever come. 

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