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Posted on November 25, 2013 by Danielle

Today I have the honor of being a guest on Kayse’s blog!

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Posted in Adoption, Grace, Thanksgiving, Waiting | Tagged adoption, Faith, Prayer, Thankfulness

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November 25, 2013 at 10:46 am

Love this one, Danielle. Every time I read one of your posts, I know a little more about your heart.

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A hundred little things. I’m moving away from the habitual overlooking, the no-big-dealing, the self-denial and gut-denial. Usually I participate in those things to maintain a story and status quo someone else told me to keep—a “right” narrative that may or may not be healthy and true. Actually, some things do matter and actually, some unpleasant things are true and actually, patterns are not meaningless. It doesn’t mean I’m hysterical or a handful; it doesn’t mean that I center myself in all circumstances. It just means that I lend awareness to a hundred little things and how their volume gives information.

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Revisit. Invite. Clarify. Let it be. Tolerate unknowns. Enjoy the space between. Misunderstandings do not have to threaten the whole picture when a participant is in touch with their true self and the other’s.

Love where you are 80% of the time or change it. Say no. Call the thing the thing. Gain therapeutic help. Ask for something you’ve complained about. Change your mind. ✨

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