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Our 4 + 1 story begins
The Gift of Waiting: an Update on Our Adoption
14 Hours (and more) Away From Our Little Girl
For Little E, While We Wait
Celebrating E
Thoughts and a Letter to E’s Birthmom
When the Excitement is Heavy
Meeting E
I month home with Everly
2 Months Home with Everly
3 Months Home and a Birthday Party
6 Months to a New Normal
Home and Not Home Yet
Belonging is For Everyone

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Hello. I’m Tasha.

I am dreamer, a Hapa girl, wife to Matt, and mama to 3 little warriors: 2 wild boys and 1 little lady. I love french fries, world maps and Stabilo pens. A coffee-drinker, storyteller, and kimchi-eater; I was made to walk where cultures collide, on dirt roads and carefully placed cobblestone streets. Jesus is my heartbeat.

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The sun came out. The kids made their own bow and arrow. Matt is making Tikka Masala inside. I am watching my kids run wild in our magical backyard, listening to the birds sing. And I am thankful for every small and glorious thing. #smallthings #livewithwonder #onethousandgifts #saturday #thesunisout #home #hope #grateful #magicaltome #payingattention #noticing

The first day of spring was the color of dust and stone this year. That morning, I backed our minivan out of the garage under a continuous cloud stretched across the sky, a barrier between us and the warmth of the sun. The skin around my eyes was puffy and pressed against the plastic rims of my glasses like pillows, reminding me how turbulent the last night of winter was. Despite the mercies of a new morning, I woke in the aftermath of my own storm. There was wreckage to clean up, things to mend. NEW POST. Link in bio. #newpost #linkinbio #lament #firstdayofspring #racialreconciliation #imagodei #hope #mending #woc #writersofinstagram

It was so good to be together, @amber.boerema ! We love your family so much. #familyfriends #pancakes #letsmeetinseoul #nexttime #kimchicrew

I simmered the soup a little longer than necessary, because I heard shuffling at the front door. I hoped the noise meant our mail carrier had delivered this book. Dinner had to wait a few extra minutes. And look at what else came wrapped up snug alongside it. Alia’s writing has always taken my breath away. The beauty, skill, and pure love in each of her words are unparalleled. This is how I am spending my Friday night. I’m keeping those tissues close. #gloriousweakness #gloriousweaknessbook #aliajoy #preorderthisbooknow #kimchisisterhood #kimchisisterhoodforever

I am so grateful for time to squeeze this beautiful friend, watch our littles play together (and ignore each other)😂, and catch up on the last year and a half! Karen, your faithfulness and intentionality are such rare gifts of light. #friendship #catchingup #playdates #connorprairie #faithfulfriends #friendswhogetit #mamalife #gather

In my happy place. #tempura #udon #rainydayreading #windowspot #sushi #introverttime #melancholy #oneworldmarket #silence #ihearjapanese #ihearkorean #tasteandsee #thursdaylunch

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