I have never left you. And I never told you you couldn't go outside. Take your children and go outside and play and shop. Resume your life. What are you afraid of?
Kim De BlecourtMots clés orphans ginger-kolbaba international-adoption until-we-all-come-home
You are stranded in a culture where you can’t trust many, you don’t fully understand the language, and you can’t read the signs—and at the same time you try not to let on that you can’t do those things.
Kim De BlecourtMots clés adoption orphans ginger-kolbaba international-adoption until-we-all-come-home kim-de-blecourt
…there is no other logical explanation for how things ultimately worked out except by God’s hand.
Kim De BlecourtMots clés orphans ukraine ginger-kolbaba international-adoption until-we-all-come-home kim-de-blecourt
We, who have so much, need to reach out to the orphans of this world and show them the care, hope, and love they deserve.
Kim De BlecourtMots clés orphans ukraine ginger-kolbaba international-adoption until-we-all-come-home kim-de-blecourt
And now the fight continues for all orphans and children who need families who will love and care for them—until they too can all go home.
Kim De BlecourtMots clés orphans ukraine ginger-kolbaba international-adoption until-we-all-come-home kim-de-blecourt
But I'm here. I will love him. I will be his mother.
Kim De BlecourtMots clés adoption orphans ukraine ginger-kolbaba international-adoption until-we-all-come-home kim-de-blecourt
Imagine you’re visiting a place where there’s little to no English spoken and you wake up one day to find that the group you went with has all gone home and you are left there alone.
Kim De BlecourtMots clés adoption orphans ginger-kolbaba international-adoption until-we-all-come-home kim-de-blecourt
Fear gripped me as my children and I arrived at the Ukraine-Moldova border crossing.
Kim De BlecourtMots clés orphans ukraine ginger-kolbaba international-adoption until-we-all-come-home kim-de-blecourt
Dear Diary,
My pen is finally touching your pages. It is time to tell our story. Our story began in China and now it continues in America. I want to write about our old life and I want to write about our life now. I will write it all down with hopes that somehow I can connect the two worlds I have lived in. Right now those worlds seem so far apart.
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Dear Diary,
All that she left inside the box was a blank book and a name. You are the book, and I am the name...An-Ya. As you know, my name is printed on your first page. Did She write it? What did She look like as She stood over you with Her pen? Were there tears in Her eyes? Why were you left empty inside?
Mots clés diary adoption international-adoption epistolary transracial-adoption
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