Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Friday, April 14, 2006

Happy Adoption Day, Hanna!

Three years ago you joined our family! Time flies, doesn't it. On our first trip to Russia to see you, the war in Iraq started the day we got there. An unsettling time, especially since the Russian people were quite opposed to invading Iraq.

But, you're home now. A happy, giggly, sweet girl. A Winnie the Pooh song you like to listen to has some words that I like. They remind me of what childhood should be, a time of innocence.

So, help me if you can I've got to get
back to the house at Pooh corner by one.
You'd be surprized there's so much to be done,
count all the bees in the hive,
chase all the clouds from the sky.
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh.


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