Posts filed under 'Adoption'
It was a sound I had not heard in months; a sound all too reminiscent of the difficult trials of that first month home. My daughter was loosing control. I could hear the hysteria creep into her voice. When I looked, her cheeks were flushed, tears filled her eyes, her fists were clenched. She began […]
June 2nd, 2008
Another video for the family.
January 1st, 2008
This one is for the family. It is the raw video footage from the kids first Halloween.
November 3rd, 2007
Not a lot of time to write today, but I did promise my mother some photos
September 29th, 2007
When we met you, my son, last November, you could barely walk or talk. When you did talk it was in a whisper and you only uttered single syllables (eight I think). Walking from one side of the room to another would tire you out. They told us you were an invalid. We saw a […]
July 20th, 2007
“Stee-op!, Noo Birt-day-e!” Dascha screamed in the Russian Restaurant, Pomegranate, as they told her, in Russian, that her birthday was on Monday. Until today, our little girl has not celebrated a birthday, and even though she had a general idea of what it was, it terrified her. She was very agitated Friday night and misbehaved […]
June 4th, 2007
The only light which bathed his face was that of the computer; the lines and shapes were dancing hypnotically to “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star” as sung by Israel Kamakawiwo’ole. Nikolai’s eyes locked onto the colors and a calm embraced his face. His little arms embraced me and his cheek rested upon my shoulder as I […]
May 24th, 2007
It is harder, now, to write about our experiences now that we are home and transforming into a family. I know that one day, you will read this, my dear Dascha; you probably don’t remember this first month home, only the life we have had together. Understand that through all the difficulties, our love never […]
May 14th, 2007
The smile entered his face on the right side and traversed the full length is moments. Then the laugh began. Nikolai approved of our room at the National Hotel in Moscow. It was spacious compared to the room at the Park Inn. There was plenty of area for the children to run, play, and fall […]
April 24th, 2007
Though there was a smile on her face, her true emotion was betrayed by the tear drop suspended just below the inside corner of her right eye. Her little hands wrapped around the railing as she watched Dascha and me descend the staircase to depart that final time. Her face, her sadness, her yearning; such […]
April 20th, 2007