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January 14, 2010



Thank you for a beautiful post.


My prenatal yoga teacher has a friend who is in Haiti right now, on her trip to pick up her adopted child. The boy is okay, but the paperwork is infinitely stalled, and she doesn't want to leave the country without her son....

I don't think most of the yoga class got the impact of that that way I did. Being only one step away from diving into the waters of international adoption myself, it brought back memories of my worst nightmares. So unbelievably sad.

I'm glad squeaker is doing so well. And I'm glad you have that link to the "other" world. It's one of the gifts you get with your brown child.

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