Have You Been Carrying Around Old Things, Like Me?

Dear friends,

There’s a photo that I’ve been hauling around in a folder for years (at least 30). Of course, I can’t put my hands on it right now, but let me describe it to you.  It features a Jewish man who is weeping profusely, his face mostly buried in a damp handkerchief. If you read the caption, he is remembering what happened, probably to his family, in the Holocaust.

Now, why would I carry this newspaper clipping around for so long? Was it his sadness that resonated with me? Or, was it something deeper?

It wouldn’t become clear for years. Eventually, I would see it was related to my identity.

How about you? Have you had a similar experience? Reflect back and share!


I’m Blogging at WordPress! Wanna Join Me?

Hey friends,

After technical difficulties to numerous to mention, I’ve opened up my blog here on Word Press.

How are you?

If you haven’t heard, I’ve got a new knee (right). Complete knee replacement in May and doing great now. Ready to get back into the blogging saddle!

Want to dive into some meaty adoption questions with me?

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