My husband often reminds me that I haven't blogged in a while. It's not news to me, as I know a few months have passed from writing and hitting "publish".
Since sharing my thoughts on not being an exotic Asian, I've been hitting the pool with my kids, enjoying thoughtful and sometimes downright hilarious conversation with newish and oldish friends, shopping at the Goodwill where I buy gobs of milk glass and children's books and kids' clothing, visiting out-of-state grandparents and friends, schlepping together dinner (every. single. day.), researching washing machines and blenders, substitute teaching at my kids' school, holding my husband's hand, killing fruit flies, teaching Sunday School to 5 and 6 year olds, watching my kids' soccer games, shopping at Costco and Trader Joe's, forgetting to weed the garden, wiping the kitchen countertops again and again and again, and wasting time online. The summer months and these early fall days also brought a busyness and privilege of traveling to speak at some great camps and conferences and schools, answering emails from parents and fellow adoptees, and meeting with parents one-on-one and in larger groups to discuss parenting adopted children.
It's a rich and full and varied life that I'm so thankful to be living. It's a life that keeps me on my toes, encourages learning and relationships, and reminds me of who I am. And soon enough I'll be back to unloading my mind on the blog... but for now, keep up with me on Facebook (where I tend to write the world's longest statuses).