We need Africa more than Africa needs us.
Monday, December 8, 2008
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This is the story of our journey to our daughter. We wait in Massachusetts while she waits in Ethiopia. Like the force of the water relentlessly running over the Tisiat Falls in Ethiopia, we are swept up in the process of making our way to one another.
Not flesh of my flesh, Nor bone of my bone,
But still miraculously my own.
Never forget for a single minute,
You didn't grow under my heart - but in it
--- Fleur Conkling Heylinger
Bring my sons from afar and my daughters from the ends of the earth--
--- Isaiah 43: 5-6
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