Forgiveness - Is it enough?

We were talking the other day about forgiveness and my heart and mind immediately went to thinking of K. It has been a hard few months for the two of us. So much of Colombia with her was about survival for me. It was a difficult situation with all the stressors from our Colombia adoption, to be therapeutic parenting one daughter while trying to bond with the other. Not an ideal situation in the least. And I have probably second guessed my decision to keep K in Colombia the entire time about a million times at this point because I am having trouble seeing what it accomplished. I had the patience of a saint with her for most of the trip, calmly singing to her and talking her off the ledge while she raged, scratched, hit and basically took out her anger and frustration on me. Coming home I just felt I needed a break. I had swallowed everything she had thrown at me and just couldn't take any more. I asked myself again and again, had I forgiven her for trying to make my life a living hell in Colombia and the answer was always yes. Its not like she was doing it on purpose, she has so little control over herself and her emotions that it all just spilled over in fits of rage. Yes, I have forgiven her. But I realized the other night that I needed more than just to forgive her. I had built a wall between us. While I LOVE having my 4 yr old slam her head into my chest hundreds of times while screaming at the top of her lungs so all of Bogota could hear her, I had reached my limit and the thought of doing a time-in with her so she could beat me up again was just something I couldn't even force myself to think about less doing. Forgiveness is one thing, but opening my heart to let her beat the breath out of me is another. Then I realized, she can't heal without my love and I can't love her though this wall. So my only option is to let the wall down and open myself again to love her though the hurt and pain she will try and drag me down with. I stopped the other day and watched her, wandering, expressionless at the Pumpkin Farm while all the other kids laughed and played and for the first time, since we got home, saw the brokeness under the anger and felt the wall between us coming down.

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Update from a Walled Castle

Sigh...big sigh....every week I look forward to spending Thursday on some great adventure with E2 and I find myself today logging into work and writting a blog post as we impliment a new disipline technique in the family which entails putting up a wall between yourself and the offender until they attone for the their actions. So we are going on 4 hours and while E2 plays unaffected, I am on the verge of tears missing my day with my little man. Yes it is necessary, and yes it is needed. E2 has gone too far with what papa and his teacher call his stubbornness which I am pretty sure it rooted in the trauma he experineced in his little life, but alas, here we sit with the hours ticking by and no budging on his side...sigh...big sigh...On a lighter note, K is settling into her 3rd preschool in a month after the other two could no longer deal with her behavioral problems. This is a smaller home daycare and seems to be a better setting that doesn't lump her into a 4 yr old catagory, but addresses each of her needs at the level she is at. We also completed her assessment through the early childhood program at our school district and YAHHHH!!! She qualifies for services!!!! 2 1/2 hours every day! We had a long meeting yesterday with so much info provided I thought for sure my brain was going to explode afterwards but the plan that they have for her to meet goals was dead on and we have great hopes that working wiht the new daycare, our behavioralist, and the school district that she will have the resources she needs to grow and mature and fit into a class room setting. Now onto the next issues which is that our 4 yr old aka E2 is the size of a 2 yr old and hasn't grown in the last year. So off we will go in December to a gastric specialist to try and figure out what is going on with him. I am hoping they find he has a stubborness bone stuck in his digestive track and if they remove it it will not only cause him to grow but give his aditude a kick in the pants! A girl can dream can't she?? Oh yah, least I forget our newest N, who is doing great in school and picking up english faster than a speeding bullet, she was knocked down by that wicked virus going around and peaked at 105.3. How do you say ice bath in spanish? Girl was NOT happy. She's on the mend for now, but has lots of vaccines to go, so I imagine it is going to be a long winter with the vaccines knocking her immune system down and her picking up every cold and illness know to man. Last but not least E1, who got a shining report from his teacher at our conference this morning that had little to do with his achademics. I know, he is AWESOME, I know, he is AMAZING....that's my E1!

Jonah oh Jonah, what can we learn from you

Interesting Reading of the day for today.  I've heard it before, perhaps many times.  But perhaps this is the first time I thought about it for a second.  How true for me,  getting upset over things I didn't create.  things I didn't nuture.  things that were then taken away.  How easy for me to get upset over the good things in life, that appear to be free, but then are taken away.  Unlike Jonah, I dont become "angry enough to die".  Surely angry at time.  A good message to take what we are given, and to be thankful.

Today's Reading of the day...

Jonah 4:6-116Then the LORD God provided a gourd plant.^* And when it grew up over Jonah’s head, giving shade that relieved him of any discomfort, Jonah was greatly delighted with the plant.7But the next morning at dawn God provided a worm that attacked the plant, so that it withered.8And when the sun arose, God provided a scorching east wind; and the sun beat upon Jonah’s head till he became faint. Then he wished for death, saying, “It is better for me to die than to live.”7But the next morning at dawn God provided a worm that attacked the plant, so that it withered.8And when the sun arose, God provided a scorching east wind; and the sun beat upon Jonah’s head till he became faint. Then he wished for death, saying, “It is better for me to die than to live.”9But God said to Jonah, “Do you have a right to be angry over the gourd plant?” Jonah answered, “I have a right to be angry—angry enough to die.”10Then the LORD said, “You are concerned^* over the gourd plant which cost you no effort and which you did not grow; it came up in one night and in one night it perished.11And should I not be concerned over the great city of Nineveh, in which there are more than a hundred and twenty thousand persons who cannot know their right hand from their left, not to mention all the animals?”^*