We began the process for finalizing our adoption in Virginia. Our home visits started last week.  Thunderous applause.

It will take all year. Chirp. Chirp.

I have been in this race long enough to know that I have to celebrate the small steps because they always lead us to our final destination no matter the size.

We are preparing for all her information to be changed to be Americanized and there is a part of that change that makes me sad sometimes for Eden. Adoption isn't always black and white. It isn't always the airport pictures or homecomings. There is loss and a loss of Thai culture that I can't relive in my living room. No matter how hard I try.

Sometimes I hate that part.

A friend said to me, "Just like Eden was planned for you. You were planned for Eden." He saw our needs and knew the solution.

I have to believe then, our location is for Eden too.

And now in the upcoming months and late in this year, they will ask me to write a name on her citizenship.

A name. What is really in a name?

I believe a name can chase after you and label you. I believe there is power in names.

I believe in the name of Jesus that it can make right every wrong. I believe it can break every chain, just like the song says.

So with this belief in the power of names, how was I to name my first child?

e d e n - a place of delight

I remember one night praying for our future children after a hard day at the doctor's office and reading this verse found in Isaiah...

The LORD will comfort Zion; He will comfort all her barren places. And her wilderness He will make like Eden.
— Isaiah 51:3

I knew instantly that if I would ever be privileged to be called mother, my first daughter would be named Eden. 


One day after receiving her progress report, a friend came up to me and said, "She is going to be a delight for you, Libby." 

I later found out Eden means just that: a place of delight. She has been that and so much more. Her personality and every little inch of our girl is a place of pure delight and pleasure.


h a z e l - healing; God sees me

Eden is named after my great-grandmother, Hazel Leora, a woman who was known all throughout our community as LOVE. When Isaac and I were trying to conceive back in 2012, I read this blog post and it brought me to tears because just when I think I am"just using" a family name, it also has such a powerful meaning. Read this post: 


Behind her name is a name I want to chase her forever: delightful healing

That is what she has been to this mommy's heart. That is what she has done to daddy's soul.

She has brought us so much delightful healing and proved to us that God saw her & God saw us.

I pray for her soul that when life throws questions and maybe we won't find answers, she will be found whole....healed.

Okay, Eden Hazel, show the world, who you are.... a place of delightful healing.

-Eden's Mommy