Sunday, July 31, 2022
Joyous day!
Monday, July 18, 2022
Understanding trauma
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I haven't written in almost a month. It's not that I don't think about my kiddos in Ukraine. I think about them daily, through pics, memories, what ifs, my own kids asking about them. We pray for them regularly. We pray for the war to end. We think about how we can help. I think about how to keep this at the forefront of everyone's mind. I decided to host the Ukrainian boys very last minute - basically the first week of November (and payments were due end of October). I originally was only going to bring one, but I could not separate the brothers. And so began my journey of hosting the two boys. After four weeks of ups and downs (just like any family), we said good bye, but it wasn't good bye. It was I'll see you soon. Little did I know not only 6 weeks later, war would break out. Before I said goodbyes, I gave N and Y small bracelets. My own boys have them and wear them as well. I told N and Y that these bracelets represent us as a family and then whenever they need/want to remember us, just to look at the bracelet. On Jan 26, I sent a picture to Y of Hunter and I wearing our bracelets. Y's response:
Wednesday, June 22, 2022
Are you F***ing kidding me????
Wednesday, June 8, 2022
Struggling to find the words...
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My final day in Poland
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I had written this after spending the day in Warsaw but I never posted it. I have learned quite a bit about WWII and the Holocaust. I studied in Poland over 20 years ago and visited Auschwitz, Birkenau as well as Dachau. However, I had learned minimal about the Warsaw Ghetto. We took the day and did a walking tour of the Warsaw Small and Large Ghettos. Warsaw is considered one of the youngest cities in Europe due to Germany leveling it towards the end of WWII. Warsaw made the decision to try to salvage what they could and what they could not, they built some of the buildings to look as if they had never been destroyed. Everywhere you turn there are constant memories of those who lost their lives. So many question how the Holocaust could happen and I learned so much:
- The Germans encouraged the separation of the Jewish and Poles and both groups believed the Germans so they went along with it (Jewish were told that the Poles would steal their money and the Poles were told that the Jewish had diseases).
- The two Ghettos (Small and Large) were connected by a bridge (see picture in the movie below). This allowed people to cross from one ghetto to another (often to go to work as they were still required to work).
- Over time, the Germans provided less and less to those in the Ghetto, basically starving the people. Those that survived were transported to the train station and sent to working camps (for example, Auschwitz).
Friday, May 20, 2022
PROEM... and our last day with the kids.
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Thursday, May 19, 2022
Cleaning, organizing, packing and... some time to sightsee!
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Today was a pretty difficult day. Three women and their children were leaving for the US. I had met these women the first day I was here. They are so brave. They had their COVID tests and, right now, as I type this, are flying to the US. More than 24 hours of travel. Again, it is not a good-bye, but a see you soon.
Also, there has been a little boy here with whom I have connected. I have not spent a lot of time with him, but yesterday, as we were leaving for the day, he stayed close to me. We hugged and I told him I would see him soon. But he didn't want to go. He reminds me a bit of my N. When I asked if there was something he needed. He said "yes". I asked him (all via a translator app) "what do you need?" and his response "help". We both were fighting back tears. He would not go into detail because he did not want to talk about it. These children here are going through so much. So much pain, trauma, and not knowing what to do with it or express it. I hope that I am able to see him again before we leave...
Almost one year of war...
At this time last year, I was making plans to have the boys, N and Y, and their sister, S, come for Summer 2022. We had so many hopes. There...

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At this time last year, I was making plans to have the boys, N and Y, and their sister, S, come for Summer 2022. We had so many hopes. There...
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Just over one year ago our lives changed. I was sitting on Facebook, scrolling through different posts. I saw a post made by a friend, Kathy...