I am a forty fifty-something mom of three four three children who were placed in my care for the job of raising and loving even though it appeared I didn't qualify. Each of their journeys to me is a story in itself. At this moment in time I am in the midst of raising these three beautiful starts that have landed in my life and in my heart. Each of them is a joy to behold.
Friday, November 2, 2007
Everyday life
Wow, I just read this post, from this wonderful blog, and I know it is exactly what Johnley is going through, but it gets lost in the job of living. We are working on getting him to understand the routine, and the rules of our life, and we forget that his life is upside down. We don't forget, technically, but everyday life just gets in the way. Right now he is in the tv room with his brother and sister. His breakfast is on the kids table, right next to Sammy's, but he won't eat. He is mad about something, I think, but I don't know what. Maybe he didn't want waffles this morning, maybe he wanted the pink cup instead of the red one, or maybe his body is full of sadness and confusion. It's not just the language barrier; we communicate okay. A four year old is not equipped to ask the questions that he needs answers too. He was brought to the orphanage at 18mos., Cara's age. And his mother visited every month...until now. I can't fathom what he must be going through. But he needs to eat, and get dressed, and pick up his toys, and stop kicking, and brush his teeth, and let me buckle his seatbelt, and everyday life just gets in the way.
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Fantastic and interesting link. Their little brains must be so overloaded.
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