Dan and I first heard this song at a concert in Central Park where Emmylou Harris, Patty Griffin, and Gillian Welch were all on the ticket. The song meant something to us, of course, because of our impending adoption. It also meant something to me, because, at times, I’ve felt like an orphan girl. Maybe […]
Home At Last
When I board the NW flight home, the flight attendant takes one look at Liliana and glares at me. “Does she have chicken pox?” she says. “No,” I say. “It’s only on her face.” She looks at me skeptically (and kind of meanly, if you want the truth, but I suppose they have to watch […]
First Leg of the Trip Home
U.S. Embassy paperwork. Check. Liliana’s temper tantrum for the day. She doesn’t want to go down for a nap. 45 minutes of inconsolable screaming. We don’t know how she does it–physically. That’s a lot of crying. Check. Flight from Kiev to Amsterdam. Liliana is exhausted, yet she manages to be a gem because KLM allows […]
Almost There
Almost There sounds like we’re not living in the moment, and that’s not entirely true. We’re here. We’re enjoying our time with Liliana, and we know we won’t all be together like this, in this fashion, until our next vacation. We’ve had a couple of days where, in the scheme of things, Dan has been […]
The Paddling Mystery
First, a funny anecdote. We couldn’t figure out why Liliana tries to eat the bubbles in her bath. Only this morning we realized that she’s equating them with the cappuccino foam we give her. Who knew? On Friday, our translator advised us to buy airline tickets to Kiev, leaving Simferopol at 12:50 p.m. today, knowing […]