united, at last

Last night, actually, only a few hours ago, I witnessed two children arrive to the airport to be united with their forever families. The children were brought by the escorts, and they all endured a long travel, with the last flight delaying the moment of their union. Everything seems stalled when something so important is at hand, doesn’t it? As we were waiting for the children to arrive, I saw one of the parents standing there without saying much, and I saw another fidgeting like crazy in such anxiety and anticipation. They all had their hearts on their sleeves, hoping that they would finally meet their child and not wait another moment.

It was very quiet at the airport, being close to 3 am and all, and we found out that the babies had arrived at another gate. The parents and Jason and I walked speedily to the baggage claim, but I knew, in their hearts, they wanted to run but was keeping their composure. Of course, their hearts were already there.

And then, at last, the moment they were waiting for.

They each walked to their child and waited eagerly for the escorts to hand over the baby so they could hold, touch, talk to, kiss, and embrace their child. The children began to cry at the strange and overwhelming environment, and they grieved. With their tiny voices, and little droplets of tears, they grieved. It was incredible to see that they could sense that it was a stressful time.

Knowing that those children were abandoned or relinquished, for whatever the circumstances their birth parents were in, and for them to be received into a family to be loved, reminded me of the love that God has for us. We may be, or may feel that we were, abandoned by our earthly parent(s), but our Heavenly Father will never leave us. “In love, he predestined us to be adopted as His sons through Jesus Christ..” (Ephesians 1:5). Those parents exemplified the love of Christ through the act of adoption.

All the while, I was attempting to talk to the parents, take some pictures for them, and make sure everyone was doing okay, but it was such an inexplicable moment for me. I expected this to affect me, but it affected me in an unexpected way. I think when you experience another life being changed in such a powerful way, it undoubtedly changes you.

Hi, my name is Laura, and I am a jeongkie

Jason tells me pretty frequently that I am a junkie. Okay, I admit it, I am a jeong(kie), and this time, it’s sudoku. Back in the college days, it was Free Cell.

I do think, alright, I know, that I have addictive personality tendencies. I know this totally sounds like a justification, but I like to think that at least my “habits” don’t cost any money =) It’s funny how we always tend to downplay our flaws/weaknesses but are not so gracious towards other people’s short comings. Are you currently hooked on something? And if so, do you think it’s bad?

Can nobody hold me down?



How incredible is this? My jaw dropped seeing so many things that she could do. We have more potential than this person by the sheer physical aspect. But she over-achieves most of us and leaves us in the dust. What is the key component of her living her life? I don’t have the same level of motivation and determination, but it’s a great reminder to not let my (your) circumstances hold me (you) down. And, I hope to work on this part about myself in the coming year.

stance change

I was caught between two extremes the other day and found myself changing my stance depending on the person I was with. I’ll give you an example. I was shopping with my mom the other day, and she happened to notice a red spot on my body and neck and said I had a rash. I told her it was nothing though she said it was a rash for sure. Then the next day, I was telling Jason that I had a rash, and he said it was only pink because I was scratching and it was nothing, and I argued that it was a rash for sure. I dismissed it as nothing with my mom and I argued it as something with Jason.

Why do I do this? And do others do this too?

new favorite love story

I have a new favorite love story, and it comes from an unexpected movie: WALL-E!

I watched it yesterday, and I knew I was going to enjoy it because it looked so darn cute, but I was actually really moved. I won’t spoil the plot but I thought the way they depicted Wall-E’s love towards Eve was right on. The way he just wanted to be with her and share fun things with her, but mostly the way he sacrificed for her! It was love, so simple and pure. And the longing in his voice, when he would call out for her, was rather heart wrenching. I must confess, I cried! Did anyone else cry, too? I know I’m sensitive, but you gotta admit it was pretty sad. How can an animation, much less a waste collecting robot be so cute, it hurts? Even the cockroach was adorable.

I thought the movie was really funny throughout the entire movie. I laughed, cried, got worried, got excited, and felt a whole range of emotions. I thoroughly enjoyed it! I dare say that this has become my all time favorite Pixar animation.

What is your favorite?

a strange day

Something strange is going on today. I can feel a very unusual energy on this first day of December. By the first 2 hours of my waking moment, I heard 2 very big news, life changing news, albeit they don’t affect me directly. Then I had lunch with my mom for the second time during a work day since I got married (which was about 4 years ago), which is also unusual and had an unsettling conversation. And then, when we were done with lunch and went outside, it was flurrying! That was so unexpected, since when it snows — well, when it flurries in Atlanta — it’s usually after February.

Why do I get the feeling that the day is not yet over?