After an emergency departure in August, I returned from Uganda with our two new sons, Moses and Jonah nine weeks and countless miracles and trials later. We’ve been home for three months and this is the first blog post I’ve written.
Until now, I had no idea what to say. I have been up to my eyeballs, nearly drowning is the demands of two new children (the laundry, oh, the laundry!), attachment and adjustment issues, and the relentless exhaustion that comes with a lack of sleep and a life change this big.
It has been an extremely difficult journey — much harder than I expected. And, it has also miraculous beyond words. It has required more of me than I could have prepared for. I am certain it is God’s mercy and grace that have sustained us.
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Tomorrow, our littlest Ugandan son turns one. For months, we hoped and prayed to be with Jonah on his birthday, but it was not meant to be. While there is a certain sadness knowing that we will miss his birthday, I cannot help but feel incredible gratitude and joy as I think about his life. [...]
Sometimes life is hard. Really hard. The unthinkable happens and you’re left with a Ziploc bag containing the shattered pieces of your heart wondering what happened. Your hopes and expectations, dashed in an instant. How do we love one another well in our moments of deepest suffering? This weekend, I watched several friends face incalculable [...]
If you ask a kid where food comes from, they are likely to answer, “From the grocery store.” And, why would the answer any differently? Most kids have never seen beyond final stage in the life-cycle of say, a bag of carrots. In fact, they have no idea that there is a life cycle, only [...]
With my donut in hand, I walked up to a group of friends casually chatting during coffee hour after church on Sunday. One of the men in the group stopped and said to me, “Oh, we got your letter in the mail. We have a check coming for you. We’re going to help you get [...]
I’ve said it many times before—adoption is the most incredible journey of faith I could ever imagine. It causes your spirit to soar to unbelievable heights and simultaneously brings you to your knees like nothing else. Joel and I are in on the final leg of our journey to our boys. Lord willing, we are [...]
Life lessons come from the strangest places and often the most unlikely. When Joel and I signed up for a local CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) earlier this spring, I had no idea vegetables could teach me so much. If you aren’t familiar with how a CSA works, a local farm sells shares in their harvest. [...]
While talking with a friend about our adoption recently, she made a comment that adoption just seemed so trendy—all these upper-middle class families running around with their brown babies talking about hundreds of millions of orphans, minus one. From the outside looking in, it appeared to be the “new thing.” She wasn’t being critical of [...]
Grammy came to visit this week. She hails from Waco, Texas, the place of my birth, the place I learned to appreciate real BBQ, catch fish with hot dog pieces, and always have a cast iron skillet at the ready. Truth be told, most of my memories of Grammy and Pappy center around food. Both [...]
My name is Megan Hyatt Miller. I'm a little Emmilou Harris, a little Bonnie Rait, and a dash of Paula Dean—mostly because I identify with her unbridled use of butter and ample hips. I am passionate about living and telling a good story. I'm a wife, a stepmom and and an adoptive mom. I am passionate about adoption, racial reconciliation, and creating beauty and a sense belonging for those I love. To learn more, click here. Thanks for stopping by.
