When I was growing up I thought therapy was a bad thing. I thought it involved lying on a couch while you talked to someone who took curiously secretive notes and peered over you from their spectacles. Perhaps I...
Unless you're living under a rock, you've at least heard about NBC's latest attempt to pull heartstrings and draw you in each week with a TV show called This Is Us. It's basically an hour-long cryfest every Tuesday night...and...
In the spring of 2011 I was sitting in my home office sad, mad, and anxious -- there wasn’t an emotion I wasn’t having at the time. A few minutes later I ran upstairs to tell my husband that...
When we moved into our new house, little did we know that what we thought would be a simple kids' room would end up being a labor of love that would bring us closer together, unleash latent talents, and...
When people ask me about adoption, I always describe it as a miracle. With a pregnancy and birth, God performs a miracle in the physical body. In the case of adoption, the miracle is performed in the heart. As a...
The other night I was laying with my little girl while she fell asleep. I was rubbing her back and comforting her while we were snuggled up. It was normal — a totally normal occurrence on a normal night...
Yesterday was the one year anniversary of our daughter's Adoption Day. It's a special day, filled with sweetness and celebration and simultaneously deep sadness and grief. I don't take lightly that in order for our daughter to become our...