Tag: Nicaragua

Straight with Many Limes

Flor de Cana is Nicaraguan rum. I’m not a connoisseur of rum. I only drink this rum. Because it is Nicaraguan. I remember being in Managua, sitting in the courtyard of Casa Bolonia, a squat, sprawling hotel where plywood had been used to make… Continue Reading “Straight with Many Limes”

Epiphany

So we’ve been having the same party every year since 1988. It’s the kind of party where I wear an apron the entire time and have a dish towel slung over my shoulder like I’m busing tables at the Holiday Inn Express. “Are you… Continue Reading “Epiphany”

The Ghost of Adoption Future

Originally posted on Red's Wrap:
I’m a member of a Facebook group of people who have or are going to adopt children from Nicaragua. I joined because we have three children adopted from Nicaragua but it was a long time ago – 1986,…

Grab Them and Run Up the Hill

We sat in beach chairs facing the Pacific Ocean. Our teenage kids jittered around us, the change in their pockets rattling, their eyes darting up to the hill that held San Juan del Sur’s business district and the town’s only internet cafe. They weren’t… Continue Reading “Grab Them and Run Up the Hill”

Babies with Scabies and Other Complaints

Adopting children from a foreign country is so glamorous, so heroic, attention-getting, show-stopping. If you adopt a child from another country, your friends will admire you and strangers will call you a saint. You, on the other hand, know the truth. You’re going to… Continue Reading “Babies with Scabies and Other Complaints”

Going Back to the Place You Were Left

We took our sons back to the place where they were abandoned as babies. In their late teens, they had no memory of anything in Nicaragua much less the place where they had last seen their birth mothers. It seemed graceless and unfeeling to get… Continue Reading “Going Back to the Place You Were Left”

So Hot It Makes You Cry

This is a re-post of a blog written last year. Seems appropriate considering Milwaukee’s recent weather! Now today was a pretty darn hot day.  I spent a fair share of it submerged in water at a local water park.  Yes, I know it’s Monday… Continue Reading “So Hot It Makes You Cry”

I Saw This Boy

There were children sleeping in trees.  I saw them myself, riding around Managua after dark with my comadre Christina and our dear sponsor, Miriam, in February 1994. During the day, the kids rushed cars stopped in traffic, crawling up on  hoods to squeegee the windshield, hawking gum and cigarettes… Continue Reading “I Saw This Boy”

In Good Time

This is a story about going back.  Adopted kids going back to their country of origin is a rite of passage – or maybe a right of passage.  Our three adopted kids are all from Nicaragua.  The oldest, Nelson, lived in an orphanage in San Marcos;… Continue Reading “In Good Time”

Home Field

This is the story of a magical day – a sterling day, so perfect that it could only have been a crafted, scripted waking dream.  The gods created it, I’m sure, as a gift for our strained family and the troubled times we had… Continue Reading “Home Field”

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