tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18391654119799830042024-03-05T15:38:05.154-08:00Two If By SeaCillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-62859709537476345582015-07-18T20:21:00.004-07:002015-07-18T20:43:17.291-07:00Trip 1<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I've had a decent amount of time between my last visit at Ryan's orphanage and where I am now to process through everything I saw, everything I heard, everyone I met. It's not easy for me to admit but I went into that orphanage filled to the brim with American entitlement. To use a friends word...i was being snobby, even if only on the inside.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">We could do better.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">And I think that's what most people feel when they go into such unfamiliar territory. It truly is not easy to walk into an orphanage and see your child not getting everything they could if they were home with you, or born to you. It is absolutely easy to start assigning blame and passing judgement. I get being a mama bear, I'm one too...and I'm the first to admit that those feelings are often even stronger with adopted kids just because they were born into less than ideal circumstances and we fight so, so hard to make them ours. It doesn't come easily, or naturally, it's a battle and we are fighting for them every step of the way. I want to make it clear that I understand and I'm there too but after spending a week getting familiar with the culture and the motives of the orphanage staff and watching their interactions with an open heart and open mind instead of putting on blinders and wearing a cloak of "I could do this better than you"...guys, if we come home and bash these orphanages and caregivers, if we start blogging all the ugly things we see, if we tell potential adoptive parents horror stories...then we're part of the problem. </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">That's a really bitter pill to swallow. Trust me I had to overcome a lot to swallow it myself, but it's the truth and while we're getting all uncomfortable and talking about things that aren't easy I'm going to throw a couple other things out there...</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">1. Adoption is beautiful but creating change from within the orphanage is more important</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">2. Jesus is the only way miracles can happen and miracles are exactly what these orphanages need.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">3. In order to become who He needs you to be, to advocate for these kids, you have to let Him break you and strip you down to what those kids have, nothing.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So, here we go!</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I am a huge advocate for adoption, clearly. I believe every child on this planet deserves a family, and I believe there are families who are called to adopt these orphaned children and just refuse to say yes. But, there comes a point where we have to be realistic. There will always be an orphan crisis. We could have some huge revival and have 100 million Christians say "yes Lord!! I will bring home 1, 2, 8 orphans!" And we could clear out every orphanage in the world. But they would fill right back up, because we live in a broken world. So, what if instead of adopting families chastising those who aren't adopting, and those who aren't adopting judging where families choose to adopt from, we all just come together and do what we can on whatever level we can to give all kids the best opportunity possible? That could mean adopting, but it could also mean promoting change within the orphanages and showing grace to the people working there. There are several ways that we can be the shining city on a hill so to speak, even if adoption isn't in your future.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">1. Volunteer to travel with an adopting family. </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">This is an excellent way to see first hand what goes on in orphanages. Not only will you be able to support your friend who is adopting, you may be able to lend a hand at the orphanage itself, playing with kids, interacting with staff, and just generally coming in with a happy, grateful, warm demeanor. It goes a long way.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">2. Look for opportunities to encourage the leaders at the orphanages. If you're there, thank them for their hard work, ask how you can be of service to them. If you're not there see if you can send care packages, notes, anything to let them know they are cared for and prayed over.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So number 2...I know not everyone who reads this is a Christian, but I am so confident in the absolute miracles I saw happen during my week in Bulgaria that you would be if you saw what I saw. We had people all over the world praying over us, and Ryan, and the orphanage. We hit road block after roadblock and watched each obstacle be lifted and we were very intentional through prayer to acknowledge Him working around us, and through us, and in our hearts and gave Him every ounce of glory for everything HE accomplished in that place. The orphanage director was known to be strict and stern, and definitely lived up to that when I first met her but we prayed and we prayed for her and by Wednesday she was like a new person. She even physically LOOKED different, and her entire demeanor had changed and she was open, and helpful and even loving. Every single person in that place was shocked. It was a miracle. </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">What I need from my friends and prayer warriors is for you to actively and boldly pray for change to happen from within. I did my best to learn as many names as possible while I was there. The staff, the children, and the agency workers...I pray for them by name intentionally each day and every time their faces pop into my head. I pray for the Lord to soften their hearts, to see the children as deserving of love and attention. I pray that God will give the staff hearts of mama bears who will do anything to protect their young. I pray for the Lord to give those kids the hearts of warriors, to let them somehow feel the love that is pouring out for them from their Heavenly Father and from everyone here who prays for them. Prayer can change everything. Jesus can do anything, and I truly believe we could witness change on a grand scale if we boldly storm heaven on behalf of these children.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">The third point almost did me in. Allowing the Lord to strip me of everything and break me until I took off the heavy, heavy cloak of control issues I carried around and dropped them at the foot of the cross. Took off the neediness and left it at the cross...I thought I was prepared for anything when I left for Bulgaria. I worked out the details, I had one of my favorite people with me, I was good to go. I didn't need anything, I figured it all out on my own.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">That was my first mistake. Thinking I didn't need anything because *I* was in charge and handled it all. Wanna know the quickest way to making God knock you flat on your face? Forget you need Him to go before you in EVERYTHING YOU DO. </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I was a little stressed out about my luggage but not too horribly until Kristie opened HER luggage and all of her toiletries were missing. The entire bag of shampoo, soap, etc. (another thing that will bond you quickly? Sharing a razor...mine was in my carryon and hers was abducted by the TSA, so...yeah). Then our converter wouldn't work so we couldn't blow dry our hair, and hair dryer in the room didn't work, and it was very quickly becoming painfully clear the Lord had no room for vanity on this trip. We were going to be stripped of all that and our focus was going to be on more important things. So we came to terms with that, and it was getting later, and we were supposed to</span><br>
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Be picked up the next day and driven clear across the country to Burgas, a beautiful city on the coast of the Black Sea, where Ryan lives, and we had no idea who was getting us or when. We had David and friends and agency staff working to figure it all out and we were getting pretty nervous...but it worked out and we were picked up around noon the next day and we were off to road trip it across Bulgaria.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So, I need to stop here and introduce you to this elusive Kristie person. Going through my posts on facebook, and pictures posted in our private facebook group, there was a running theme of "so who's that chick?"...so I will explain. To put it simply, Kristie is the Cristina to my Meredith...she is my person.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">If you don't watch Grey's Anatomy and don't get that reference, then I don't know why we're friends to begin with because it's like the best show ever...but I'll explain anyway. You know how once in a while you meet a person and you're like "oh hi, i didn't know you existed yesterday, but now that I've talked to you for roughly 17 seconds I've decided you're like my favorite person and we're going to be friends FOREVER!" and it's not weird and they don't get a restraining order and it just works? That's pretty much how things went down when I met Kristie. We met in Sunday school, in November-ish, and in March-ish I asked her to go to Bulgaria with me, and then we started hanging out and getting to know each others families and then we went to the other side of the world together and it was awesome. So, that's how we met...but to be totally serious for a second...there wasn't another person on this planet who was supposed to go on this trip with me besides her. She is such an amazing person all the way around. She is hilarious and can make you laugh til you can't breathe, she can pray over you and calm your nerves when you're about to completely FREAK. OUT., and she will tell you to get over your sad, pitiful self when she needs to. She's incredibly smart and strong in her faith and just super awesome. A big part of why I felt totally secure on this journey is because I had her with me, and I don't think I've ever trusted anyone like that aside from my husband. So, yeah...she's my person. </span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Now that you know who this super cool travel pal is, lets get back to the journey. We were on our way to Burgas, we're halfway there and surrounded by nothing but field after field of sunflowers, and we stop at a gas station for lunch and my translator, this sweet girl who was a total stranger to me, looked me straight in my face and said "Kristie can't go to the orphanage with you".</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">See, I was in control...sure my luggage was lost somewhere between Rome and Sofia and I was heading to Burgas and 12 hours before this conversation I didn't even know who was coming to take us to Burgas, if someone was coming to take us, but it was fine right because at least I had my buddy! I wasn't alone in this foreign country or alone facing this adoption or meeting this kid who could possibly hate my guts right? And now I suddenly had no control over anything because you just snatched my crutch right out from under me and I was going to have to go to this orphanage alone and meet this tiny person alone and surely my friend hated me at this point because hi, i just dragged you literally ACROSS THE ENTIRE WORLD and now you get to sit alone in a hotel room while I go meet my kid...super fun and exciting times for you I'm sure. God bless her, she was amazing and so chill like "it's fiiiiine...if I'm meant to go I will! It's all good!" And goes back to playing solitaire without a care in the world. Meanwhile, I was losing my mind. We get back in the car and keep trekking on to Ryan's city and I am dying inside, like I think I may have had a full blown heart attack and I was crying and I hate crying...it's literally the worst...and in my head I'm still not getting it, I'm still saying what can I do, how can I fix it, how can I snatch back control and then we're in Burgas and we're checked into our hotel and we're gross and I don't have luggage and the room smells weird and we go out and we can't find food and we're exhausted and we're starving and we finally find this weird chicken and there are cats everywhere and I'm about to HAVE. A. FIT.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">...and there is this voice in my head, I hear it plain as day...and I don't "hear voices" typically...</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">God doesn't audibly talk to me...</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">but I hear...</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Do you think you need me yet?</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um...yup...yup I do! I'm not doing too hot out here on my own.</span><br>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So in the morning we have breakfast, Kristie prays with me, I feel a little better, then I get in this taxi alone and i'm trying really hard not to burst into tears, have a temper tantrum, whatever...and I just keep doing what Kristie told me to do...pray. Just repeat over and over "God be with me...God be with me..," and that was my mantra the whole way there, up the stairs of the orphanage, inside the directors office, up the elevator, down the hall, and into Ryan's ward...God be with me...God be with me...and then there he was, teeny tiny Ryan. Sitting in a baby bouncer, smiling, and I was smitten. I mean it was love at first sight. That feeling when you hold your baby for the first time, they're laying on your chest and you know that little person is who you've been waiting for for months, and they're yours, and they're perfect...I was so there. </span><br>
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Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-75804146278782545352015-06-20T11:50:00.001-07:002015-06-20T11:50:49.498-07:00Bold Faith<div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">With plane tickets in hand and empty suitcases waiting to be filled, I was struggling. Struggling with the enormity of what is about to happen with meeting (and leaving) Ryan. Struggling with accepting how very different this adoption has been compared to McKenzie's. There were just so many things weighing so heavily and the more I worked and planned and relied on myself to fix all this anxiety, the worse it got. I tried blame shifting the problem on all sorts of things, but last night I was trying to fall asleep and I hear...you were called to be bold in your faith. </span></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Somewhere along the way I lost sight of that, and the farther I veered off the path, the harder I struggled with everything that is happening. I know with absolute certainty that God has called us to these children, but I've made the mistake of letting fear of the unknown and fear of change take over. I haven't been trusting the Lord to go before me, I've been relying on myself to handle everything about a journey that isn't even about me. It's about Him, and honoring Him by saying yes to His will for my life, and being bold and finding strength in Him. He is faithful, and He is in charge, and He will bring Ryan home, and it will all be for His glory. My job is to obey, and get out of the way.</span></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">For the first time in weeks I slept like a baby. It's so very freeing to know that we have a Heavenly Father that comforts us when we're fearful, but also reminds us that as Christians we aren't called to be comfortable, we're just called. I woke up renewed, peaceful, and so excited about the journey ahead. Less than 2 weeks to go! </span></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><i>I <span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">will lead the blind by ways they have not known, along unfamiliar paths I will guide them; I will turn the darkness into light before them and make the rough places smooth. These are the things I will do; I will not forsake them. </span></i><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><i><br></i></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><i>Isaiah 42:16</i></span></div></div>Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-57616689736295128972015-06-08T13:28:00.001-07:002015-06-08T13:28:35.751-07:00Not all who wander are lost<span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">It's </span><a href="x-apple-data-detectors://0" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="0" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392);">3:30am</a><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"> and I'm wide awake debating whether or not I should go for a run since sleep won't be happening anytime soon. It's been a couple weeks of roller coaster emotions. We got travel dates to go meet Ryan and I have been going back and forth between being incredibly excited to finally meet him, to terrified about what I might see when I do meet him, to overwhelmed by all the things I need to do to prepare to go, to being really sad that Dave isn't going to be there with me, but yet totally happy that I'll get to experience the whole Europe thing with an awesome friend. I'm all over the place and yesterday it just all kind of hit at once and it was pretty overwhelming. </span><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">This adoption process has been so much different than when we adopted Kenzi. Dave has a different job that keeps him away all the time. Either he's traveling or gone 12-14 hours a day so I'm pretty much doing the single parent thing while trying to get everything done for the adoption and keep up with the kids and the house and fundraising and lots of crazy life stuff that keeps happening and to be honest I feel like I'm drowning. I don't know how to juggle this many balls in the air by myself and I'm always lacking in at least one area. I might get all my adoption paperwork done but I have a mountain of laundry and a naked kid who can't find a clean towel after their bath. Or maybe I'm rocking the fundraising thing but that means I had to stay up all night and make my house look like a ribbon bomb went off and my kids ate frozen pizza for dinner...again. Or maybe I'm completely on point with the mom stuff and my kids are all squeaky clean and smelling sweet and we did crafts and went to the park...but I have 40 packages that really needed to get labeled and shipped out. I could go on and on but you get the idea. Couple all that stress and feelings of inadequacy with having basically no adult interaction 90% of the time and it really makes for a sad situation! Now with doing everything to prepare for this trip by myself, the anxiety is even worse. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I'm constantly in a state of "OMG I'm going to screw everything up...I'm going to forget this, or that, omg I'm going to get lost or forget my flight number...or or or..." And it's just nonstop. When we were adopting Kenzi I was so chilled out about the first trip, nothing but excitement and I know it was because I was kind of just the sidekick. Dave handled everything, I just had to pack a suitcase and show up. This time, he's swamped with work and as much as he wants to help he just can't. He can't even be there with me and that fact is hitting me a lot harder than I expected it too. Don't get me wrong I'm so excited to have a week of "girl time" that I can barely function...but I kind of equate it to having a baby and your husband not being there with you. It's sad. </div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">If anything good has come out of all this, it's that I'm learning to take the things I have no control over and lay them down at Jesus' feet, without trying to pick them back up again. It's a slow process though, but I'm trying. I used to kind of roll my eyes when people would say "satan hates adoption" but I get it now. Only when I'm in the adoption process do I constantly feel like a battle is raging inside of me. I know that sounds dramatic but it's absolutely the most accurate description and it's the most exhausting, draining feeling. Our first adoption almost cost us our marriage, we had to fight and claw our way back from a really bad place, and God used all of that to make us stronger. The fact that I've been able to not only keep it together enough to do all the adoption stuff without Dave being able to help much but also be compassionate towards his feelings of guilt about not being as involved as he would like to be is a true testament of how far we've come in the last few years. So, I know God will use all of these spiritual battles to mold us into better, stronger people so we can face everything that is coming our way with Ryan and all of his medical needs, but that doesn't make the battle any easier and it's hard to stay focused on the finish line sometimes when you're struggling, and tired, and often times feeling really alone.</div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"> I know there are other adoptive mamas out there who get it, and probably feel really lonely too. It's not easy to talk about the scary side of adoption, and there are a lot of us who lose friends and family because adoption is time consuming, and not so fun, and it changes you, and people don't know what to say so they just avoid us, or maybe people just don't agree with your decision to adopt especially where special needs are involved...so you're kind of left with all these feelings and struggles and you look around and everyone is gone. One of my friends who, like me, has adopted more than once said that some days the difference between throwing in the towel, and having the courage to keep pushing forward, was a phone call from a friend, or a coffee invite, just a little something that reminded her that she wasn't battling alone. How accurate is that?! Adoption is really hard and we all hear the same lines "you chose this" or "you knew what you were getting into" and those comments are only socially acceptable when said to an adopting mother. No one would have the stones to say "well you're the one who chose this"</div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">to a pregnant woman who was nervous about childbirth! So, I guess I say all this to say...I get it. I'm there too and I'm fighting all these adoption demons too. I know without a doubt that no matter what struggles the process brings, if God called you to this wild adoption ride, it will all be ok in the end. </div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">Maybe there is someone who needed to hear all this and that's why I'm rambling <a href="x-apple-data-detectors://1" x-apple-data-detectors="true" x-apple-data-detectors-type="calendar-event" x-apple-data-detectors-result="1">at 3am</a>. Sometimes it helps to know that you're not the only one who is going through a hard time. Adoption is hard, it's the hardest thing I've ever done, but there is a light at the end of the tunnel, and we will get to it if we just keep putting one foot in front of the other and always, always remember to let God go before us. </div>Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-32447111967364116772015-05-29T20:02:00.001-07:002015-05-29T20:02:48.475-07:00Dear Ryan<span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">Dear Ryan,</span><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">When we were adopting your sister I used to write a letter to her every weekend on your moms old blog. We're 8 months into your adoption and this is the first letter I've written to you. I think adoption seemed magical the first time around. I had visions of a happy little girl running up to me, excited about her new life, but the reality was much darker. Adoption isn't the fairy tale I thought it was and I've always been a glass half full kind of guy. I don't know how to look at your circumstances and see anything in the glass at all. Everything is about to change for you. You have no idea now, but in a few weeks you're going to have so much love surrounding you. You'll go from never being held to having a mommy and an auntie fighting over who gets to hold you. Everything is different now, we just need you to stay strong a little longer. </div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">You're going to be seven next week. I'm sorry we can't be with you to celebrate your day, but I promise you'll have the biggest party ever for your next birthday. We have so much making up to do and I have no doubt that your mom is going to spoil you rotten. Which is just fine with me.</div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">You got a new name today. I know that probably doesn't seem like a big deal, but for you it is. You're no longer assigned a name by an organization. A number by an agency. It always bothered me, children being numbered. Cliff #397. You're not a number, you're a precious, loved little boy. You have parents, you have siblings, you have countless people in your corner. Cliff #397 doesn't exist anymore. Today your are Ryan Alexander Morse. You have a family surname, your mom went through a laundry list of names for you, her friends made lists of names for you. Your first name has a story, your middle name has been your moms favorite boy name since she was a little girl, pretending her dolls were her babies. I'm so sorry you spent all those years alone, but now you have a name, and a story, and everything is going to be ok.</div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">We are working so hard to get you home. You hit the jackpot when it comes to having a fighter for a mother. She is going to get you home as fast as possible or die trying. She's never given up on you since the day she first saw your picture almost one year ago. I don't like to admit it but she had to do a lot of convincing to get me to say yes to bringing you home. I worry about her. Your old man is, well, an old man compared to your mom and odds are I'll leave this world a long time before she does. It's my job to know that she's going to be ok, and that you and your sister are going to be ok. But she's strong. She'll be fine and we serve a God who is so much bigger than us and He will take excellent care of all of you. I can't wait to hold you and tell you all about Him. He is so faithful, and He is preparing your heart for this big life change, and my heart to welcome you home. and your mom and Miss Kristie's heart to meet you soon. He loves you so much, more than I ever could and I love you with my whole heart already. </div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">Welcome to the family Ryan.</div>Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-76223013679203543712015-05-17T10:37:00.001-07:002015-05-28T18:06:14.716-07:00Speak the truth, even if your voice shakes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Please pray for me this week! I'm waiting to hear about travel to meet Cliff and it already feels like a weight has been lifted knowing I can go into the struggles of getting him healthy and on the road to becoming a loved member of our fsmily without all that stone surrounding my heart. Love you guys and have a great week!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Our FSP hasn't had much movement lately, which is totally my fault. I'm better at selling things to raise money than just asking for help. Maybe it's a pride thing (I know, that's bad!) but that's just the way I am! I haven't been able to make anything to sell since hurting my hand and being told to rest it or have surgery (no thank you on the surgery thing!) so I've been laying low. Hopefully in a few weeks I'll be back in full force and able to craft my little heart out and wrap up this fundraising! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">For now we do have a couple things going on, we are selling capes, you can find more info on those here: <a href="http://2byland-2bysea.blogspot.com/2015/04/it-bird-it-plane.html">http://2byland-2bysea.blogspot.com/2015/04/it-bird-it-plane.html</a> Side note about the capes: I only need to sell 3 more in order to place the order, so if you would like one get that order in soon because I'm ordering as soon as I hit the minimum! (How many times can you say "order" in a sentence? Apparently several...)</span><br />
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Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-8127591746621800092015-04-23T19:06:00.000-07:002015-04-23T19:06:55.945-07:00Genuine faith shelters the orphan<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I have literally written this blog post 4 times...then deleted it 4 times because it just felt fake. I was asked by a friend to write about adoption. What it means to me and my family. How it has changed us in ways both good and bad. What it takes to be an adoptive parent. How did I know I was cut out for this life. The list goes on but you get the idea. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So...I started writing. First I wrote a very matter of fact post but that isn't me...I like to keep it real. Then I wrote something extremely raw that probably crossed into the TMI zone...and that can be viewed as dramatic and I exist in a drama free zone. I just couldn't get it right, because I wasn't being authentic. The subject of adoption does not have to be super serious...it's an awesome roller coaster! Yeah there are low points, but those high points? Pretty fantastic stuff! So, here we go...what adoption means to a crazy lady. ;)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">First I need to say that all of these opinions are my own and what works for me might not work for anyone else. For me personally, the only way I survive in my chaotic world is by not taking life too seriously. Guys...ya gotta LAUGH! Find humor in the things that make you want to pull your hair out. When it comes to special needs adoption there will be days...days and days and days where you will look in the mirror and not recognize the person looking back at you. Your hair will be gray, your wrinkles deep, you will have bags under your eyes and you will smell bad. Seriously...you can be the most prim and proper chica today, but get those kids home and you will be a hot mess sometimes. Reality hits hard and fast...you've been warned. Find the humor in it. I am 31 with wrinkles and I sport them proudly. Like the stretch marks on your tummy from carrying your babies, those wrinkles and gray hairs are your battle wound scars! Own them! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Kind of along the same line as laughing at yourself, you can't take life too seriously. There will be hiccups and things will be crazy and you're just going to have to go with it. I used to be totally OCD, a place for everything, everything in it's place...pinterest boards full of organizing tips and tricks. Currently...I have a pile of laundry that has pretty much taken over my hallway and my bathroom is gross because I'm hard core trying to potty train my six year old. Yup, you heard that right...my adopted kid is six and still in pullups. We're working hard, she'll get there eventually. I will not allow myself to stress or compare her to other kids her age. She has different abilities, it is what it is...we'll get there.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">While I might approach adoption in a light hearted way, I won't attempt to sugar coat it. I feel like this post might be speaking to a few specific people and I would never want them to say yes to bringing an orphaned child into their home because they had only heard about how awesome adoption is. Don't get me wrong, it's totally awesome. I love adoption, I love my adopted children, the entire basis of my faith is basically an adoption story...adoption is amazing. But it's not easy. Early on I made the mistake of portraying my daughters adoption as a fairytale. I thought that would help people see past her special needs, her institutionalization, and just see her as a regular kid who just happened to be rocking an extra chromosome who was orphaned in Russia. While she did kind of embrace the whole family thing, it was still really hard. Oh, and she hated me. Like legit hated me with a passion, would sink her teeth into me and rip out chunks of flesh zombie style. We nicknamed her "zombie baby"...I have barely any photos with her from when she was first home because she was constantly biting me, scratching me, or pulling my hair out. Let me just say it's really hard to bond with a child when they're trying to kill you, but it's not impossible. My daughter was hurt over, and over, and over again. She was abused, neglected, and violated. Her abusers were women. It would have been crazy for me to expect her to understand that I was her mother. She didn't know what a mother was, she didn't know I wouldn't hurt her, she had no reason at all to trust me. All I could do was show her that no matter what she did, I would still hold her, and hug her, and rock her, and whisper to her...because she couldn't hurt me enough to make me want to hurt her back. It took a long, long time...but she finally got it. Mom's stay forever. No matter what. For us that was kind of the turning point where things started to settle down and I started to believe that there was light at the end of the tunnel.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">In general, special needs parenting is hard, but you're treated much differently when you adopt kids with special needs...after all you CHOSE to ruin your life, remember? For me, special needs parenting means I can never vent, I can never get frustrated, I can never cry, I can never say that things are really hard sometimes...because the response I will always get is: well you chose this. It's really hard to exist in a world where you are only allowed to have happy emotions. In an effort to protect my heart, and the few friendships that survived adoption, I learned to put emotions in a box. I became very guarded and gave up the whole acquaintance thing. I'm not interested in "knowing" 1000 people. I'm interested in having a small circle of amazing friends who I can be honest with when things are good, as well as bad. It's vital to have a support system. If you aren't an adoptive parent, I urge you to find a friend who is, and be their rock. They will return the favor, trust me. Good friends are hard to find when you're going against the grain with your life, so when we crazy adoptive mamas find someone who truly loves our kids for who they are and wants to be there through the good and bad, there is nothing we won't do for those friends in return. Seriously, I can count on one hand the people I consider friends, the ones I want to make time for and hang out with...those people could call me for help at 2am and I would be in my car at 2:01. Friends like that are like family, treat them as such. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I truly think adoption is a calling. Sure anyone can say "hey I have an extra bedroom, lets adopt an orphan!" and that would be great, right? One less orphan in the world...but it's so much more than that. Your entire view of the world has to change. Your goals for your life have to change, the way you live day to day has to change. Adopting a child with special needs means you're going to be invested 100% in the care of a child for the rest of your life. When they aren't cute and little anymore, when they're possibly bigger than you, when they're raging, and when they're crying because someone made fun of them. The. Rest. Of. Your. Life. You really have to know what you're getting in to, and when you feel that calling, and you've weighed all the options, and hear God calling you ransom one of His children and make them your own. The world becomes brighter. You see everything through new eyes. Your heart expands, your patience grows ten fold, you find beauty in the most mundane things. I remember the day my daughter, 4 years old, picked up a cheerio, put it in her mouth, and chewed it. I remember the day of the week, I remember the outfit she was wearing, I remember every detail about that moment because I had never in my life been happier, prouder, just....joyful. I was crying real tears and thanking God that my kid who really should have been in preschool learning shapes and colors...picked up a cheerio, and put it in her mouth. Your world just changes, and it's incredible. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I think there are a lot of people out there who would make amazing mothers for these broken kids...who understand seeing beauty in the ashes...who could fight through the struggle of raising and teaching a child that wasn't born to them, and celebrate all those tiny milestones with them and have one little breakthrough, the size of a cheerio, melt their hearts and undo months of struggle. I know these waiting children have mothers out there somewhere...I know they were born to one woman while God was preparing the heart of another woman to make that child their own. I just don't know how to help people overcome the fear of all the bad stuff I mentioned in this post. Yes, there is struggle...there is so, so, so much struggle. And it's hard...it's not very comfortable when people stare at your child and whisper...but look at their faces. Should our comfort be more valuable than their lives? I don't think so. The absolute bottom line when it comes to adoption is this: you're going to struggle...struggle in your marriage, struggle in your finances, struggle in your parenting style, struggle in your friendships...you're going to fight with insurance companies, with doctors, with your spouse, with all the people who have an opinion about who you adopted and where you adopted from and why you adopted. Life is not going to be rainbows and kittens. But...and this is a huge but...you're going to be given the opportunity to walk into an orphanage, pick up a broken, sad, neglected child who is just hanging on by a thread...a child that no one has ever lovingly touched before you, who has never been rocked before you, who has never heard "i love you" before you...and you're going to get to save a life. You're going to bring them home and you're going to get their first genuine "wow I have a mommy" smile. They're going to eventually trust you so much that when they're hurting, they'll reach for you. You will become their person, their world, the love of their life...and they're blossom and thrive and sparkle. Nothing beats it, not a single thing in this world is more beautiful than buying back a life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So a lot of people have asked me why I don't blog on a regular basis. Apparently I've given the impression that my family is interesting. ;) I'm actually a very boring person who sits at home and does dishes and sweeps up 10,000 messes a day and yells at short people to keep their clothes on. Not so awesome right? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I truly have no idea how to write a blog post about myself but I understand the desire to know the person behind the adoption story and all that so I'll do a little "10 facts about our crazy family/life" and hope that works. So here goes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">1. I love my people unconditionally. What do I mean by "my" people? My family, obviously, but my friends as well. I was raised an only child after my brother died when I was 3, I had no extended family in the area, so I grew up truly feeling like my friends were my family. I don't have many friends...I'm not the girl with 100 acquaintances she calls friends...but I have a tight circle of friends who are like my sisters. Once I find someone I connect with and want to be *real* friends with, I love them like family and there is absolutely nothing I wouldn't do for them. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">2. I have no filter. I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse but just know if you ask for honesty, you're going to get it...I'll be kind in my delivery though. :) My mouth has been known to get me into trouble, because I can be...opinionated? My husband says I'm bossy but that be true...right?! :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">3. My kids are my life. The sun revolves around these people as far as I'm concerned. Everything I do, every decision I make, every person I allow in our lives...it's all done with my children in mind. I get 18 years to teach them to be productive members of society. I take that responsibility very seriously so I'm often really tough on them when I know they can do better, but there is always time for hugs and kisses and being goofy, too.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">4. My husband is my best friend. I know, I know...we all say that. :) I haven't been around many functional marriages in my lifetime (which is kind of sad, right?) so I don't really have anything to base our marriage off of but we just have a lot of fun together. I would always choose him to spend my time with over any other human being on this planet. I think he kinda likes me too. :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">5. I work from home selling hair accessories and handmade jewelry, but I have 3 degrees. After high school I went off to college and double majored in Political Science and Economics. I wanted to study corporate law and was accepted into Northwestern's Juris Doctorate program but ended up moving to Tennessee. There was really nothing I could do with my degree field here so I went back to get a Criminology/Public Service degree, and because I'm a crazy person I'm getting ready to start a master's degree. I guess you could call me a professional student but I love learning and I can't stop myself. :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">6. Speaking of learning, I've homeschooled my kids for six years. My oldest has always homeschooled, my youngest is being homeschooled now for preschool (he will go to public school next year), and my daughter with special needs homeschooled with me for two years before going to public school this year. I try to gauge each kids needs, and when I feel like I'm doing them more harm than good, I send them to school. My daughter was mostly learning life skills with me, and when I did all I could for her on a full time basis, I felt professionals would do a better job. My youngest son asked to go to school, so we are trying and if it doesn't work we can always pull him. My oldest loves homeschooling and will probably homeschool through high school.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">7. We love Jesus. That's probably a really weird thing to say nowadays, right? It probably sounds really weird to people who knew us "back then" too...but people change! We, as a team, decided a few years ago to turn our lives over to God, and we haven't looked back. We are by no means perfect Christians, we get more wrong than we get right on any given day, but we're trying to use our lives to better the lives of others. When people ask why we adopt, why we choose to be really cheap so we have more to give away to others, why I invite homeless guys to have dinner at random restaurants with my family, why we're so weird haha...the only answer I have is Jesus. I don't need stuff, I don't need money, I don't need to keep up with the Jones'...I need my Jesus to say "well done" when the few years I have on this earth are over. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">8. I love DIY projects! (I'm just really bad about finishing them...) I love painting and distressing and building...but I get a little busy and tend to have half finished projects everywhere...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">9. I'm a speed reader. I have to get books from the library or go sit at the bookstore and read, or find freebies in the Kindle store because otherwise reading gets really expensive haha. I tend to finish a book a day when given the time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">10. I'm an open book. I share everything! I'm on facebook a lot because it's my only grown up interaction most days...I can only watch so much Doc McStuffins before I want to snap and choke those little toys out. :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So there are 10 facts...not super interesting, but a little insight into who we are. <3 </span><br />
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Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-19358332763608951332015-04-16T08:31:00.001-07:002015-04-16T08:31:03.084-07:00Giveaway update<div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">More winners! Again I'm sorry for the short blog post. My daughter gave me quite the scare this week which included an ambulance transport to our closest Children's hospital (2 hours away). She is still very sick so prayers would be greatly appreciated! Here are the latest winners in our giveaway:</div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">Kindle- Natalie K</span><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">Scrapbook stuff- Gigi G</div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">iPad- Amanda S</div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">Chrome book- Sam R</div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">If we aren't Facebook friends, please email me your address at: Priscilla.Morse@gmail.com I am shocked by the number of people who have shared and donated to this fundraiser. I thought it would take months to finish and we are at the tail end already! God is faithful and provides! </div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">Thank you thank you!</div><div><br></div>Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-56387244898094448122015-04-09T15:18:00.001-07:002015-04-09T15:25:45.786-07:00For my friendSo, I know we've had this conversation before but I think it's worth repeating. Adoption is hard. We often don't hear about the hard parts because those who have the guts to go back again and again tend to be tough...or stubborn...or just really courageous and brave...and they keep a lot of the hard stuff bottled up inside. So with that in mind, meet my friend Jamie.<div><br></div><div>Jamie is on her 3rd adoption in three years and will be bringing home adopted kiddos number 4 and 5 around the time Cliff comes home. This will make a total of 8 kids for her family! Somehow she finds time to homeschool, cook amazing meals, and fundraise her tush off for her boys who are waiting. As if all of that isn't enough, she also welcomes her friends into her home anytime and makes them feel like they've always been there. She's a great person, and I'm lucky to call her friend.</div><div><br></div><div>In true tough adoptive mama fashion, Jamie won't tell you how rough things are right now so I'm going to do it for her. She had a loss in her family, she's not only in the middle of moving but fixing up her current house to put it on the market. I'm not talking touching up paint but like installing flooring and cabinets and hard labor! Did I mention she has 6 kids? Homeschools? Half of them have Down syndrome? She is a beast, right?! Well unfortunately the list doesn't end there. One kiddo had surgery yesterday and is thankfully doing great, but another little one, her tiniest (size wise) is having major open heart surgery next month. Obviously with all of this going on fundraising is going to be hard, and that's where I could use some help. </div><div><br></div><div>I want to see her fully funded. I really really want to see that burden lifted as she deals with everything else going on. She needs roughly $10k more and I know the number is scary but I've seen it happen before. Yes it's typically right at the end but this is kind of a unique case where you have a hardworking mother who has lots going on that is out of her control and it would just be really nice to see the community rally and get this done and show her that we care, because she has shown time and again that SHE cares. She cares about the kids she's bringing home, the kids others are bringing home, the waiting kids, and Reece's Rainbow as a whole. She donates when she has needs herself, and this is a person who would truly give you the shirt off her back.</div><div><br></div><div>She will protest but I don't care, but until</div><div>Her boys are funded I'm putting half of my sales into her FSP, and half will go towards Cliff. God provides, I will get funded, I'm not concerned. I love her kids like they're my own so Evan and Raymond are a priority for me as well.</div><div><br></div><div>Please search your hearts, drop in $5 or $10 and get her closer to the finish line! Here is her FSP where you can make a donation and I'm going to get an auction set up and 1/2 of the proceeds will go to Jamie too, so check back for that announcement!</div><div><br></div><div>http://reecesrainbow.org/83163/sponsorallison-3 </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2EI8bsnN6bWgayLObv0dmxygLyW_mfnl0JGvoPH6GPUngI4IZMIj0NuBWhoumRqrbBaQbueNFfDeNZLrRBPfGldr0-HMFstr4GugWTeI9ngvt05GzyQHexpbnRWZpMiznrPDw7K0CSSg/s640/blogger-image--1816947322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2EI8bsnN6bWgayLObv0dmxygLyW_mfnl0JGvoPH6GPUngI4IZMIj0NuBWhoumRqrbBaQbueNFfDeNZLrRBPfGldr0-HMFstr4GugWTeI9ngvt05GzyQHexpbnRWZpMiznrPDw7K0CSSg/s640/blogger-image--1816947322.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-54271189862276841962015-04-08T19:21:00.000-07:002015-04-08T19:21:05.999-07:00Round Two!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Hammered By His Hands Jewelry - Annie Trenda<br />
$50 Target Gift Card - Lindee Griffin<br />
$50 Amazon Gift Card - Melissa Moos<br />
Rock City Passes - Lisa Smith<br />
$100 RR Donation - Catie G<br />
Fitbit Flex - Sandy Shepherd<br />
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We're SUPER close to giving away a Kindle!!! Thanks for helping us get this far!</div>
Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-17791725488055728022015-04-07T11:10:00.001-07:002015-04-07T11:10:13.036-07:00It's a bird, it's a plane......it's Super Cliff!!<div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy6Fdm_IniyX75l7054W5sC71Nc8OyyToQGYWo41i47l2xCymSuReVIcEHvtEfjO_JEDjpDAouhaEgHp6nRRujEKR_iKKr8HMeZ6T8LOdUsZwMZQljPlg9HNUlZt6hM43ikRJl_a0FRUA/s640/blogger-image-1388216099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy6Fdm_IniyX75l7054W5sC71Nc8OyyToQGYWo41i47l2xCymSuReVIcEHvtEfjO_JEDjpDAouhaEgHp6nRRujEKR_iKKr8HMeZ6T8LOdUsZwMZQljPlg9HNUlZt6hM43ikRJl_a0FRUA/s640/blogger-image-1388216099.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div>Please help us get closer to bringing Cliff home by ordering a super cute cape. They are cheaper than the ones you could buy at the store yet 100% of the profit goes to Cliff! </div><div><br></div><div>Details:</div><div><br></div><div>These are $10 if you are local to the Jackson, TN area or $12 if you would like them shipped.</div><div><br></div><div>You can send your payment to PayPal email: bloggingandbows@gmail.com or you can leave your PayPal email in the comments (they are moderated so your email will not be made public) and I can send you an invoice.</div><div><br></div><div>I need to sell at least 20 so please help! I will close the fundraiser on May 1st and place the order. I was told they ship within 2 weeks. :)</div><div><br></div><div>When ordering, please specify which superhero cape you would like!</div><div><br></div><div>Thanks for helping Cliff come home!!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVsjqODWUIL-cJn6geBVmDOFsfmv3jGmpvR6ffu1yWh8oAV-NOpF14qskhTjzT5GBd6OBUbxvEtnhHUw1V_e4nLqSWh4voK6xftPQDGGf1D_1EOJDi3aOogrNzbuK6sMxSIbXxJSWAdVM/s640/blogger-image-2087967429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVsjqODWUIL-cJn6geBVmDOFsfmv3jGmpvR6ffu1yWh8oAV-NOpF14qskhTjzT5GBd6OBUbxvEtnhHUw1V_e4nLqSWh4voK6xftPQDGGf1D_1EOJDi3aOogrNzbuK6sMxSIbXxJSWAdVM/s640/blogger-image-2087967429.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-5937332100668637152015-03-31T20:21:00.005-07:002015-03-31T20:21:46.794-07:00Winner winner!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Sorry this post is so short! I'm in the middle of packing and getting ready to go on my first road trip with all three kids, and no hubby. Pray for me! haha</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">You guys have killed it with helping me promote this fundraiser...and the donations? Oh my goodness I am FLOORED by how many people have given to help Cliff come home! My husband did the random generator thing and here are our first winners:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$10 Amazon card = Charity Morris</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$10 Subway card = Alex Anderson</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Apparent Project Bracelet = Bliss M</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Bulgaria Adoption Shirt = Joni K</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Hair Clip Set = Shelby Johnson</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Hair bow holder and clip set = Carrie Shields</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">God's Not Dead DVD Set = Lisa W</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$25 Amazon Card = Beverly K</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$25 Starbucks Card = Lauren S</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$25 Barnes and Noble Card = Brian Miller</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$25 Options Card = Jaime Vanchura</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Congrats to our winners and remember that your names stay in the running!!! You can win again!!! Enjoy your prizes and thank you for caring enough to help this little man come home.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">PS I don't recognize some of the names, so if anyone who reads this is friends with a winner, please tag them and let them know to contact me and I'll get them in touch with the person who donated the items!</span></div>
Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-52618118958898189942015-03-29T20:24:00.001-07:002015-03-30T09:09:06.991-07:00EPIC giveaway for Cliff!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">We are working so, so hard to get Cliff home! We have hit several bumps in the road with fundraising, our spaghetti dinner and silent auction idea fell apart when we realized we wouldn't have enough items to make it worth the cost of hosting the event. I won't lie, I was extremely disappointed because that was our BIG fundraiser when we were bringing Kenzi home. Fundraising in general has been much harder this time around, but we aren't letting that stop us. This precious boy deserves to be OUT, and we are determined to make that happen. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So, we had a little brainstorming session and decided to host an online giveaway with the items we did receive! First and foremost, we are so grateful for every single item we were able to add, it means the world to us to have friends who care about Cliff and want to see him home. So, here it is. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Right now our FSP is at $14,361. In order to be fully funded, we need to be at $25,000(ish). We originally thought we would be fully funded at $22,000 but a fee we hoped would be waived due to the severity of Cliff's needs ended up not being waived so this is where we're currently at.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So, we need to raise $10,639!!! Holy wow...that's a big chunk-o-change! Do I think this giveaway will get us there? Nope, not by a long shot...but man I could use a miracle right now so who knows, maybe I'll be pleasantly surprised?! :) Our goal is to raise $4,500...about half of what we currently need, and this is how we plan to do it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">This is a *giveaway* you can enter for FREE each day by reposting this blog link, and commenting on THIS BLOG POST after you post the link. You can also get a FREE entry everyday by posting the blog link on your facebook page, twitter, instagram, etc. If you blog about our giveaway you'll get THREE free entries! Please, please, please remember to comment here so your free entry will get counted! You can enter for free EVERY DAY until the giveaway is over!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">We will be drawing for prizes the whole way through the giveaway so enter early for the maximum prize potential! Everyone who shares and donates stays in the running the entire time and there is NO cap on how many prizes you can win! Here is the breakdown:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$1000 = $25 Starbucks Gift Card</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$1100 = $25 Barnes and Noble Gift Card</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$1200 = $25 Options Gift Card</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$1300 = Hammered By His Hands Jewelry</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$1400 = $50 Target Gift Card</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$1500 = $50 Amazon Gift Card</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$1600 = Four Passes to Rock City in Chattanooga, TN</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$1700 = $100 Donation to any child or family on Reece's Rainbow</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$2300 = Scrapbooking Set</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$2600 = iPad Mini -or- $200 Reece's Rainbow Donation</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$3500 = $250 Visa Gift Card</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">$4000 = 2 nights at the Atlantis Casino, Resort and Spa in Reno, NV and a $45 Darden gift card</span><br />
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Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-76269718701387372522015-03-27T15:28:00.001-07:002015-03-27T15:28:51.444-07:00de quervain tenosynovitisSo I have officially made too many hair bows, hair ties, headbands, etc. Between McKenzie's adoption and Cliff's adoption I have raised over $25,000 just from selling handmade crafts. They sell for roughly $5 each so you can do the math but let me just say that it was a ton of cutting, sewing, glueing, and piecing together of items in a very small time span and it wreaked havoc on my dominant hand. So here is the run down about how we're going to deal with things now that my only source of raising money for Cliff is off the table. <div><br></div><div>I'm going to pray, a lot, and I hope you guys will too. Please pray that I find something else to do to make up for the lack of crafting. Please pray that I heal up quickly and can get back to work! I won't be able to make bows for a long, long time...but I think I'll be able to manage bottle cap keychains and badge reels and other things in a few months! Please pray that Cliff isn't forgotten while I'm unable to work to earn his ransom. I will keep shouting for him but we don't get a lot of straight donations so I'm very very nervous! I'm making a ton of stuff now and I'll host an auction on my page https://m.facebook.com/dollfacedivasonline while I'm recovering, so I hope you'll check it out! </div><div><br></div><div>Here is a pic of what's up with my hand if anyone is curious. I'll be in a spica cast for at least six weeks...so add in an extra prayer that I don't go stir crazy! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSDeGWGGWFCuIGtidJ4rLgTyaNYbUsO3Ja1uz_h8btgLjdg7GqJj_N-dlm9s8aSP9rky32w_NgjdzGZIwbN9i1Mxk4cfc_ruDOp0MQmIVRtLnAjmLIUSChFcj7dU_tpQcj2TAQjei9OAA/s640/blogger-image--1210868085.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSDeGWGGWFCuIGtidJ4rLgTyaNYbUsO3Ja1uz_h8btgLjdg7GqJj_N-dlm9s8aSP9rky32w_NgjdzGZIwbN9i1Mxk4cfc_ruDOp0MQmIVRtLnAjmLIUSChFcj7dU_tpQcj2TAQjei9OAA/s640/blogger-image--1210868085.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-12965250212224025052015-03-01T17:49:00.001-08:002015-03-01T17:50:22.921-08:00The ramblings of an adopting mother<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So, adoption is really, really expensive. Fundraising is super expensive too, especially when your fundraisers flop, which many do. I don't want this post to turn into some whiny "poor me" rant, but my goodness it is SO hard to fight and claw your way to the finish line! I am working so very, very hard to bring Cliff home but I seem to have gotten into a rut with fundraisers and stuff. Everyone in my family has gotten the flu, then bronchitis, and it's just been all consuming and I'm struggling to get my groove back! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">We are having our biometrics fingerprinting done this Friday, and a friend of mine got her USCIS approval ONE WEEK after her fingerprints! USCIS approval is the last thing you need to have everything submitted then you're on the bench waiting for travel dates. Along with that comes fees. Agency fees, travel fees, medical fees...money on top of money and it's so stressful, and a really lonely season in life when something so big is happening, and so much is out of your control, and your support system is, well...silent. I know that my adoption is no one else's problem, I guess I just wish that someone would see Cliff, and how badly he's been treated, and want to make HIM their problem, just see him, accept that he's been dealt a bad hand, and do something to make his journey home a little easier. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">There are so many kids with similar stories, so if not Cliff, please choose another child and make their path to a family a little easier. Bless a family that is struggling with the knowledge that their child is on the other side of the world and they can do NOTHING to protect them except secure the funds to get them out, because that's where I am, and it's a hard place to be. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I guess ranting and venting happened anyway, even though that wasn't my intention, but writing is cheaper than therapy so maybe I saved some money, right? haha</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Lastly, this is our link to our Family Sponsorship Page on Reece's Rainbow. You can also find it at the top of our blog. Our fully funded number is somewhere in the neighborhood of $22,000. We will be bringing a nurse with us for our pick up trip, and depending on what medical equipment she will need to bring, that number could change, but I feel like it's very accurate. This fund hasn't moved in quite a while, and it's really stressing me out! Any kind of bump would be amazing. I make all sorts of crafty stuff and I would be happy to make anything you need in exchange for a donation to Cliff!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">This blog has been one of the hardest things I've ever had to write. I try so hard not to ask for help, I try to earn as much of our adoption fund as I can...but it gets to a point where you need people to step up and if nothing else just lend an ear...it's such a lonely, scary, road. I'm worried that my hand (I have De Quervain syndrome from all the crafting I've done fundraising)is going give up on me completely before Cliff is fully funded, and I was hoping to get funded quickly after our first trip so I can have the surgery I need to correct my hand before I have a teeny Bulgarian to lug around everywhere! :) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Please keep Cliff in your prayers, specifically we need prayers for him to stay strong and hold on, because we're coming as fast as we can, but he is so frail. I can't let my mind finish that thought, please just pray for strength for him.</span><br />
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Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-12934487208778852762015-02-26T07:43:00.001-08:002015-02-26T07:43:15.555-08:00Living with Less: Day OneCall it nesting, or call it going insane, but I've never been more ready to simplify my life!! We have so much stuff, so much clutter....it's suffocating and it's really hard to focus on tasks when you feel overwhelmed by the presence of STUFF.<div><br></div><div>I'm hoping the payoff will be two fold. One, I'll be less stressed and more able to concentrate on tasks, and two...decluttering will hopefully result in selling some stuff for Cliffy funds! So here goes...today's focus will be clothing.</div><div><br></div><div>I figured go big, or go home...right? Laundry is my nemesis and I'm NEVER caught up. There are constant piles and it's an eye sore at the least and panic attack inducing at the worst. Today I will do NOTHING but get this under control.</div><div><br></div><div>1. Go through closets and drawers and bag up anything that doesn't fit or no one wears or we just don't need, like 17 gray tshirts, etc.</div><div><br></div><div>2. Put those bags in the storage building.</div><div><br></div><div>3. While doing that, keep the laundry going. Sort the freshly cleaned clothes the same way...what we keep and what we bag up.</div><div> </div><div>4. Fold, hang, and put away everything we decided to keep.</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>The goal is to thin out the clothing considerably, and balanced across 4 categories: church, school/work, everyday, and sleep/lounge wear. Each person will have 5 outfits or less from each catergory.</div><div><br></div><div>What about the bagged up and stored clothing? My hubby and I are going to take an afternoon this weekend to sort through it all, and put things into 3 piles: toss, donate, and sell. The stuff marked sell will go back into storage and will be used for fundraising for Cliff once the declutter project is complete!</div><div><br></div><div>Wish me luck! Off I go to declutter!</div>Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-60670777847626815212015-02-11T07:41:00.000-08:002015-02-11T07:41:59.806-08:00A Super Wordy Update<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So...I've been a bad, bad girl when it comes to updating you guys about what is going on in the adoption process. Well, I've been bad in general for not keeping up a blog but we'll file that part away for now. :)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Waaaaay back in June of 2014 I saw a picture of a teeny bean named Cliff on my friend Chelsea's facebook page. He immediately reminded me of my brother Jeffery.</span><br />
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<br /><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Jeffery passed away when he was nine and while I was only three at the time, I have very distinct memories of holding him (he was so tiny) and I remember my dad laying Jeffery across my lap and I would watch cartoons while rubbing his back and he would fall asleep. I remember when he died that I would get my blanket and go sleep on his side of the room where his crib used to be. I remember how much I loved him, and that loss really shaped my life. I wouldn't have my daughter McKenzie if it wasn't for my brother molding my heart to love children with special needs. His short life changed mine. </span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I showed Dave and said I would love to adopt him, he's so sweet...and tiny...and needs a family! It was a Sunday, we always go for a drive after church, and we were heading to a state park to go for a hike. So a few months went by, we were preoccupied with life, and job changes, and Kenzi starting Kindergarten, but in September, I came across Cliff's picture again, and I was just drawn to him! I shared him with Dave again, and he said he would think about it, that he felt like he was done having kids, but because I felt so strongly, he would pray about it and really do some soul searching. I truly felt like we were being led to help this precious boy, but I needed Dave to feel the same way, so I gave him some time and space, and a week later, he said he also felt that we needed to give Cliff a home, so we started the process to officially commit to being his new family!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Between then and now we have: completed our homestudy, paper chased like crazy people, gone to jail for fingerprints (Scary!), we've been cleared by local, state, and federal law enforcement, we've been to the doctor, our dog has been to the doctor haha, we've road tripped to Nashville for apostilles, we've mailed our dossier to our facilitator, and all we're waiting for now is a thumbs up from USCIS then we'll be in line, waiting for travel dates! That's still a few months away because all of our paperwork has to be translated, but we're plugging along and we're so ready to snuggle this boy and tell him how LOVED he is, and how happy we are that out of all the people in the whole world, God brought us to him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Obviously it's very expensive to adopt, but even more so internationally because of all the travel and stuff, but we're plugging along there, too! I'm roughly halfway to fully funded thanks to a couple generous donations, and a friend who offered us a matching grant early on, and I sold approximately 94 billion hair bows haha! I'm confident we'll get there. I know it sounds corny but I just truly believe that if God puts adoption in your heart, you have to trust that He will help you cross the finish line, and the way He does that is through people who have such loving, generous hearts and want to see these kids come home, whether it's through donating, or buying items we're selling to fund the adoption, or ordering a shirt, or just praying for Cliff. All of it means so much to us!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So, what's next? While we're waiting for paperwork and translation and things we don't really have control over at this point, our focus is going to be on getting funded! I need to have surgery on my hand, so I'm trying really hard to be finished raising funds at least 3 months before we bring Cliff home around October. This will give me time to have the surgery and be all healed up! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So, that's where we are right now! I'll make a separate post about current fundraisers if anyone is interested in helping us get this little guy home! <3</span></div>
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Cillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09173966852363885577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1839165411979983004.post-45939754191830236792015-02-11T07:06:00.001-08:002015-02-11T07:08:49.721-08:00T-Shirts For Cliff! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">So I haven't been awesome at getting this blog off the ground, but I wanted to drop in and post about a tshirt fundraiser my friend Anastasia is running for us! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I decided to start a separate blog for fundraiser updates. I kind of felt like that's all I was posting about on my "real" blog and I want it to be more than that so it was just easier to separate the two. Here is what we currently have going on!</span><br />
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