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Just look at this beautiful boy...

Some new pics of Tejan.
How could you not love this face?


I've thought quite a bit about the process of having this boy in our home and the eventual saying goodbye to him. He is not up for adoption - so there is no way we can keep him.

How will I manage to let him go, after feeding him and loving him and tucking him in every night?

I can't answer that.

God will get me through it. I know He will. But I know that my heart may get broken, just a bit, in the process.

I just know I'm supposed to be his American mommy while he is here. So I'll do that the best I can.

That's all I can do. So that's what I'll do.

And I'll trust God to heal my heart when the time comes...

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  1. I am not familiar with the story about Tejan.
    How wonderful that he will have a home with you while he is here!

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  2. Anonymous1:06 PM

    Cathy,
    He is beautiful! Wow an amazing thing you and your family are doing. Would love to hear more about it. Loves, T

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  3. Anonymous8:01 PM

    The first photo of him is fantastic. He is a doll. Your kids are going to eat him up! Any news on when he's coming??

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  4. :) so excited for you friend.

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  5. How incredibly blessed Tejan will be to experience you and your wonderful family!

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  6. I haven't been here for ages- and it feels good to catch up. Tejan is just beautiful and I pray that he is soaking up all the blessings God is giving him through your family- just as you are with him being there. This is jsut wonderful.

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