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International Women’s Day: A Defense and a Lament

International Women’s Day: A Defense and a Lament

Posted on 08 Mar 2017 in Compositions, Development, Life Overseas, Reflections | 5 comments

When my daughter was born, the medical staff asked what name to write down. Without looking at one another, my husband and I both replied, “Magdalena.” We had another name in mind too, but as soon as we saw her face, we knew we wanted her to carry the story of a woman loved by […]

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To Lena: All you have to do is be my daughter (Or, My child is not a missionary)

Posted on 04 Oct 2016 in Compositions, Life Overseas, Motherhood | 9 comments

To Lena, as you grow up You get to be our child, and that is all you have to be. Yes, your childhood is set to be quite different from that of your North American peers, your challenges different. When well meaning people say things about being a “little missionary,” don’t take it to your […]

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A Beach where Zebras Roam

Posted on 30 Apr 2016 in Compositions, Life Overseas, Photos | 2 comments

In our Pacific Northwest home, nature was as close as one’s backyard, or as far as a 20-minute drive to a well-wooded park. It didn’t take too much effort to get away from the sight of buildings or even other people, and was not difficult to find places where nature dwarfs humanity. In Yangon, there […]

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The Advent of Magdalena Lily

Posted on 08 Sep 2015 in Compositions, Motherhood, Photos, Reflections | 14 comments

 photo credit: John Shaw Last August, Jim and I went hiking in eastern Washington, on a route through a stunning area called the Enchantment Lakes. (It is breathtaking—just take a look here.) Due to the popularity of this particular hiking route, you had to either obtain an overnight pass to hike the Enchantments over a […]

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A Blossom in Hand

Posted on 31 Jul 2015 in Compositions, Motherhood | 8 comments

31 July 2015 Dear little baby, You’ve been in utero over 37 weeks now. Two nights ago, I started to experience some unusual muscle twinges, as if my body was going through a quick dress rehearsal—or perhaps a cold reading is more accurate, as it was so mild—for the upcoming task of ushering you into […]

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