Straining at the zipper on my suitcase, I finally gave up, opened it back up and took another two dozen flyers out of it and tried again. I was returning from my first trip to India, a trip that had opened my eyes to a world that I never really new existed before. I had … Continue reading How is that Boy Still Alive? #1
Category: Tankov’s Treks
24. In the Moment with a Big Black Dog
I felt my Father illustrated the Corrie ten Boom quote from my last post to me powerfully this last week in Central Asia. I have been living the last weeks in a community with lots of dogs. Big Dogs. Dogs that easily jump their fences and come to greet me. If you know me, you … Continue reading 24. In the Moment with a Big Black Dog
23. What if … ?
Somedays the “what if's” of embryo adoption pour into my mind and try to affect my heart. “What if they both survive like I'm praying for ... will I really have enough energy to be a 'good mom' to twins in my my mid-forties and into my fifties?” “What if one or both of them … Continue reading 23. What if … ?
Rusty’s Pizza Dream #2
I was bouncing along a dirt road in Thailand in the back of a pickup truck with a half dozen other young adults. We were traveling between a couple of schools in which we were performing some dramas explaining what Jesus meant to us and then breaking up into small groups to play games and … Continue reading Rusty’s Pizza Dream #2
22. Peace beyond understanding.
After over a year of being led into and then pursuing embryo adoption, it has happened, we are parents. We eagerly await hearing of their safe arrival in the clinic that we will soon be going to, where they will be transferred into me. As I think about these two traveling in a truck and … Continue reading 22. Peace beyond understanding.
21. On that same (un)ordinary day …
“What's happening?” “We're moving ... again.” “Moving? Like eight years ago?” “Yes I'm sure of it ... don't you remember?” “I think so ...” While their bodies were still inside the semi translucent plastic that seemed like their skin after being in it for so long, the whole container of what had held the essence … Continue reading 21. On that same (un)ordinary day …
Bountiful Harvest
When Alexis and I had first moved to Northern Ontario in addition to the reverse culture shock of coming back from spending our first years together in India, we were enjoying all of the highs and lows that come with being first time home owners. One of the highs was getting to put in a … Continue reading Bountiful Harvest
20. On an (un)ordinary day …
On a (un)ordinary day... August 22, 2017 Today, this seems like an ordinary day, but during ordinary days, extraordinary things happen. Things happen with movement. And on this day the two little ones that we have waited for for over a decade are on the move, across provinces into the exact place they will meet … Continue reading 20. On an (un)ordinary day …
19. … Never Going to Let Us Down?
So I have really struggled with how to write this next part of this story. And to be honest I'm still not sure if I have the right balance to accurately share how deeply the events the day after the embryos became legally ours impacted me with ensuring that I am treating my friends, the … Continue reading 19. … Never Going to Let Us Down?
Rusty’s Embarrassing Lawn Tractor Story #1
Growing up, one of the ways my parents showed love to our neighbours was by taking "Mrs C", an elderly widow who could no longer drive, to church every Sunday. She was a no nonsense, tell it like it is, Ukrainian woman who always smelled like the garlic she grew in her immaculate garden, on … Continue reading Rusty’s Embarrassing Lawn Tractor Story #1
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