I think it's partly because she is so much a part of us now, so much a fixture in our home, so much... loved. It's like she wasn't even adopted.
And she feels the same. Amazing how God can shape hearts so quickly.
She doesn't like to talk about the adoption, she doesn't believe herself now that she came from Russia, and in her heart of hearts, I believe she just wants to move on and never look back. So why dwell on the past? Why write about it. Well... I don't know.
There is a part of me that never wants to forget how we became world travelers! Three times in one year! I never want to forget the strength I found, within, when I was kept over there, by myself, for 21 days on the last trip. And I promised God I would never forget what I saw, if He would just get us out of there.
So, what's that balance? That's what I'm trying to work through. Our daughter is SO not a part of anything we saw over there... now. She is a new person... redeemed.
Photos from a recent fashion show at the fair...
So as for the blog... I don't know the direction we'll take it. But it's exciting to think about the next journey God has planned.