When the name of the blog brings tears to my eyes

I miss the girls in a big way.

I often chuckle to myself when I think about how little Eden and Tamene are going to get along. I think that they will drive each other crazy and be naughty but it will still be funny. I hope it is as funny when it happens as I think it is now. It makes me laugh out loud. They will make our family laugh in ways we never thought possible.

I think about Eden and Naven, two smart little minds that will come up with some quasi-deviant behaviors. Too brilliant to ever really be mad about, too naughty to ever be able to compliment that master minds who created it. Rules are made to be bent if not completely broken. Ahh, but two little souls who care for the young children. Big hearts! Solid thinkers, they will know what they want from life. They will do their best to get what makes them happy. Resilient!

Then Tirzah and Angelisa. I think it's that phenomenon where you insist two siblings look identical even though they are not. Similar smile and mannerisms, and even similar wardrobes, make them look like mirror images to a stranger. But to a friend they are two completely different souls, barely similar aside from sharing a surname. But for these girls it's only an analogy, the ebony and ivory makes it clear they are different. But as their mother, I sense a kindred soul. Both very bright, very sensitive, mothering, and rule following. I'm sure their differences will bubble up quickly, but for now... they seem so much alike. At an age where there is a right and wrong, two young girls will struggle to understand how they can both be right and both be wrong only because of the vary different cultures that have taught them who they are until now.

When I see her face. Eden and her hands covering her face as she peeks out to say "don't kiss me" - when she really means, "mom, come get me" and Tirzah with her assertive walk and talk. "Mom, go bath" . And Angelisa and I to connect and realize those moments when our cultures clash and we are able to knowingly look at one another and know it's all going to be okay.


I have a little piece of my heart that waits desperately to be able to walk down the stairs and look at each girls' face as they sleep, eat, play and be.