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Unfortunately, I now feel the need to defend myself. I often forget that this blog is read by people who don't know me, don't know my journey, or my family. So, when I received a hurtful comment from someone I assume is a stranger because of my last post I was surprised. Now I feel like I need to explain, which I shouldn't, but I will. I'll keep it brief. I'm not posting the comment because it's my blog and I get to make these decisions.

Please don't assume that I hide from poverty because I had a difficult time watching this movie. If you knew where I have intentionally decided to raise my children, you would know how off base your assumption actually is. Please, please don't assume I hide from global poverty and try not to think about how the rest of the world lives. You simply don't know our story. You've never seen my daughter's picture.

I'm going to leave it at that. I intentionally choose to watch films that bring me face to face with the this reality, most recently Pray the Devil Back to Hell. Check it out, based on your comment I think you would like to see it. Last night, however, was date night with my husband and sometimes I need a break from the the reality that surrounds me in my neighborhood and that consumes my mind because half of my heart is in Liberia. Yes, it was the part where they were about to burn their eyes...my daughter has the most beautiful eyes, but I'm not there to protect them right now. You see, she's an orphan in a country where child trafficking is rampant.

More posts to come...the grandparents in SC are waiting on the garden and kiddo pics I'm sure.