Discovering the World and Myself

Are you looking for someone who understands the joys and challenges of motherhood and shares a heart for adoption, faith, and identity? You’re in the right place. I’m a mother, adoptee advocate, blogger, worship leader, proud Cambodian, and Starbucks enthusiast — and here, I share reflections shaped by these parts of who I am. I hope you’ll join me on this journey and find a community where you truly belong.

From journal entries to photo essays, I try to capture what life actually feels like. It’s not about perfection — it’s about presence.

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Stories That Stay With You

Each post captures a piece of life. Sometimes it’s a full story, sometimes just a single moment — but always something real.

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Musings

A space for reflections, stories, and the words that help make sense of life’s harder and more beautiful moments.

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Music

I was made for this. There’s a well in my soul, and You’re filling it. All my heart sings, “I am Yours,” as my spirit lifts to You from my vocal cords.

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Featured Photos

A few of my favorite captures — moments that didn’t need words.

Recent Posts

  • Holy in the Hard

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    I brought my kids to the ranch where I grew up, something I hadn’t done in eight years. The last time I was here, Harmony was only 18 months old. I wasn’t planning to stop or engage with my adoptive parents—I was just going to do a quick drive-by to…

  • Some Roads Don’t Take You Back

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    Vesna

    Some roads don’t take you back; they carry you forward.Still, I needed to walk this one more time.There’s healing in returning, especially when grace walks beside you. The moment we landed in Montana, something shifted in me. I couldn’t quite name it, but the weight of it settled in fast.…

  • No Easy Answers: What Adoption Can’t Always Fix

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    Vesna

    There are moments when I think about adoption and wonder if it would be better to halt it entirely—at least until we get it right. I know that may sound extreme, but it comes from a place of pain and deep reflection—a reflection shaped by the many layered, often conflicting…