Blessings in the New Year

On New Year's Eve, three years ago, Jimmy and I had just received word--that day--that we would travel to China to bring Daniel home in January.

We were both ready to explode with joy and anticipation as we rang in the New Year together.

It is hard to fathom that, three years later, my anticipation of welcoming a new year is without Daniel's physical presence in our family.

It is still so hard to believe that one of my top resolutions for 2013 will be the sharing of Daniel's precious life through his story, without actually having him here with us. I thank God for helping me write With an Open Heart, which keeps me so closely connected to our son.

I constantly pray for guidance from above, because I feel like I need to do so much more with the book, but I lack...well...direction. And I am fully aware that I need to trust God to put it into the right hands. I struggle constantly to allow that process to happen on its own. I suppose that's part of being a Mommy...and Daniel is still my baby--here on Earth or not.

Our financial giving efforts from book sales have been much like me...scattered.  Because there are so many worthy and legitimate causes out there, and we feel a strong tug towards certain needs, like heart surgeries for babies, orphan care, and fundraising for adoption.

Yesterday was the Feast of the Holy Family. Jimmy and I attended Mass by ourselves, and we listened to a beautiful homily about God, our Father, and His eternal love for us. His earthly family is our example, and our adoption into His family is our gift.

I must admit that, at times during Mass, I found my mind wandering about extending our family. It's not a subject that's never come up in our house before. Jimmy loves to chime in that he will happily adopt another child...when we win the lottery.  In fact, Madi just questioned Charlie the other day about whether he wanted another baby in the house.  I had to remind my daughter that Mommy and Daddy are just a little too old, and tired, for another baby.  But we're not necessarily too old for an older child...a waiting child sandwiched right between Madi and Charlie.

Could the answer to our giving, in Daniel's memory, be adopting another child in our own home?

Is God, perhaps, asking us to open our hearts to the idea of another child with the proceeds from the book?

It sounds like I have a lot to pray about in 2013.  And I will trust in Him to lead the way...

Wishing all of you a blessed New Year!

Embracing Advent

I have to confess...

This year, I've struggled with embracing Advent. As hard as I've tried to stay focused on preparing my heart for the coming of Christ, I have constantly been sidetracked.

And busy.  And preoccupied. 

The other day, I read the first lines of an amazing blog I frequent, and read this:

"Whenever Christmas begins to burden, it's a sign that I've taken on something of the world and not of Christ."

And just like that, I felt totally exposed...and completely guilty. That line hit me like a ton of bricks, because, I, too, have done exactly that.

Why is it so difficult to let go of the stresses of everyday life? To not lose patience or get angry with my precious little ones? To relinquish the stuff that really doesn't matter, and to just live freely and embrace each moment?  Why is it so tough in this world to just let it all go and let God? 

For Heaven's sake, I've lost a child. How can I afford to take a single moment for granted?  Especially after what we've gone through as a family?  And after the tragic events that took place last week?

Earlier today I felt very agitated, and I really couldn't identify why. But I knew that I needed to head back to church after Mass. With my sweet husband's encouragement, I drove over to the Adoration Chapel to spend some quiet time in the presence of our Lord.  I felt such incredible peace in being there. And I was finally able to open my heart back up, and face the flaws of my human nature. Of course, my enlightenment came with many tears.  I kinda felt like Jimmy Stewart in It's a Wonderful Life.

As I reflect on the fourth Sunday of Advent, I accept that I am perfectly imperfect.  And I will keep trying to do better.  For you, Lord Jesus, I will do better.

Barnes & Noble

I was thrilled to find out, just yesterday, that the book has made it onto the shelves of the Barnes and Noble store in Boca Raton!

Several weeks ago, I spoke to my neighbor about the book. Although I wasn't sure what her position was, I knew that she worked at that Barnes and Noble location.  She asked me questions about the book, which I answered, and I went on my way.

I didn't have my friend's phone number to follow up, and I realized that I didn't have her email address either.  I really didn't feel like showing up at her door, since she has a young baby, and  I figured that she knows where to find me if she needed anything. I also had that "if it's meant to be" feeling about it all.

So yesterday, I saw my friend pull into her driveway, and I knew that I needed to take the opportunity to follow up.

And she kindly shared that she had ordered a couple books from the warehouse. With an Open Heart is officially on their shelves!

Now...a small favor I ask of my local friends...would someone please go buy them, so they will order more???!!!

Daniel's story makes a really great Christmas gift:)

a brush with a pro

Last night, Madi and I attended the musical performance of my seriously talented nephews, Murphy and Myles. And I'm not just saying that because I am their proud, gloating aunt. These two boys have big, bright futures ahead of 'em.

The concert was sponsored by Sue and James Patterson. Yes...that James Patterson. The man who's sold more books than any other author. The writer whose books have sold an estimated 260 million copies worldwide.

Quite honestly, I am not a big reader. But I do know who James Patterson is.

So, when I found myself--after the performance--standing about ten feet away from this icon, what's a rookie like me to do?

You betcha' I approached that man!  I mean, when else on earth might I ever be in that very situation again?

I marched right over there, shook his hand, and announced that I just wrote a book. I also asked if I could give him my card (the business card for the book), which he accepted.

As Jimmy pointed out, I've got a 50/50 shot of him actually looking at that card...or throwing into his circular file.

I'll take my chances. I think those are pretty good odds;)

All closed up!

 

Remember that Atrial Septal Defect (hole) in Charlie's heart that was reported on his paperwork in China?

I talked about it in the book, because once we brought Charlie home, neither his pediatrician nor his cardiologist could confirm that he actually had a hole in his heart.

Well now, it's been confirmed that he doesn't. 

When we initially took Charlie in, the cardiologist asked us to bring him back when he turned three, so we took Charlie in this week.  They did an EKG and an echo-cardiogram and confirmed that his ASD is really gone. 

GONE. 

Completely healed.

Thank you, Jesus.

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A new home

Our pediatrician, Doctor Bradford, is mentioned in the book because he was a part of Daniel's journey here and a part of our story.  He's always been very good to our family.

Last week when I took Charlie in for his 3-year wellness visit, I took along a copy of the book...just in case.

Not only did Doctor Bradford want to buy the book, but he kindly asked me if they could sell them there at his practice!

I will happily be delivering books, and a display, to his office this week.

So now the patients of Pediatrics by the Sea will see Daniel's sweet face on their counter:)

About book reviews...

I want them! I need them!  Please, Daniel fans, won't you write one?  Pretty please?

Of course, I am seeking out only the good ones. The negative ones need not participate, okay?  Because I've always subscribed to that old adage, "If you have nothing nice to say, than don't say anything at all."

Thanks:)

I feel so fortunate in that I have already received some beautiful heartfelt reviews, and I am learning that book reviews really do work. Several of my Amazon reviewers have received emails that their reviews have indeed influenced others to purchase the book!

And the more people who purchase the book...well, the greater the likelihood that Daniel's story will touch and inspire others. That is our ultimate goal here, friends!

It's very simple to write a review on Amazon. Basically, it requires searching the book title on Amazon, clicking the little area (in blue) where the reviews are listed, and then adding your review.

Easy breezy.

Another site that is growing in popularity is called Goodreads.com. I have no idea how it all works, but I would love for With an Open Heart to be recommended on Goodreads if any of you have an account there and would be so kind!

Thank you, again, for your support. I feel like I'm always asking for more, more, more from Daniel's fans!  Oh, the things we will do for our children, right?

Happy Thanksgiving to you all!  Be sure to hug those children and make precious memories!!

My First Book Signing

I want to sincerely thank those who came to my first book signing, appropriately at St. Vincent Ferrer, where so much of our journey with Daniel took place.

Because of the purchases made, our family can donate to Holt International Children's Services, and we have chosen to supply warm clothing and sturdy shoes for an orphan in need.

If you would like to know more about Holt's orphan care initiatives, please visit their website. There are so many ways to help through giving.

With an Open Heart is still available in the gift shop at SVF, and there are several ways to purchase through the links on this website. Daniel makes a great Christmas gift:)

We thank you for opening your hearts and helping us share Daniel's story! We hope to have another orphan care book-signing fundraiser in the Spring.

May God bless you and yours as we head into the Thanksgiving holiday and reflect on all of our blessings with gratitude!

Stretched

In the book, I mentioned my ever-present fear of public speaking. It rests with me always, and last weekend--as I spoke at the tail-end of seven Masses--was no exception.

But I knew it was something that I had to do as the one who wrote this book. There is no one else who could convey my thoughts or feelings. No one else could sufficiently evoke my emotion. No one else who could appropriately share our story.  And the fact that the parish was graciously allowing me any time to speak at all?  Wow. What an awesome experience that I'm incredibly grateful for.

And Daniel's story couldn't have come at a better time.  Because the gospel last weekend was all about loving God, and loving thy neighbor. 

In my heart, I wanted my message to be even BIGGER than the book. Of course, my upcoming book signing this weekend was in the line-up, along with our family's journey with Daniel, but I felt a need to address Orphan Sunday, too, and the fact that there are more than 147,000,000 orphans in the world. I wanted to provide an array of existing options to help (adoption, foster care, sponsorship, prayer).

At the end of it all, I was left feeling completely drained in every way--mentally, physically, and emotionally. 

So, I ponder--how is that possible when I spent almost all weekend with God?  In the presence of The Father, The Son, and The Holy Spirit?

Perhaps, at Saturday night's Mass, because Charlie woke up from his nap at the exact time I supposed to speak. He insisted that I hold him, which was fine, but his weight--combined with my nerves--did a number on me physically.

Perhaps it was because the only thing I ate all Sunday morning was a banana.

Perhaps it was because I forgot to bring a sweater all weekend, and the church was freezing.

Or maybe it was because my adrenaline was triggered approximately one hundred times in a 24-hour span.

All kidding aside, I know where my emptiness came from. Remember in the book when I wrote about how God stretches us sometimes?

Well, I do believe I'd been s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d again.

And it felt as if a wound had been ripped open--almost like we'd lost Daniel all over again. The grieving process is a long one, and I walked away feeling like I might need a break from the book.

But rest is a miracle cure, and because of Jesus' love for us, each day we are renewed. And given the strength to forge ahead. So after a couple of days, I do feel renewed! I also feel like the actual book signing this weekend might be the more relaxing part for me.

I am so grateful for our community at St. Vincent Ferrer. All of the priests and staff were so amazing, and supportive.  And the parishioners, as usual, were so kind.

As to whether any impact was made, I will share one story that made my whole experience complete.

After the final 5:30 Mass on Sunday, I was approached by a sweet, younger couple. They both had tears in their eyes and asked if I had five minutes to spare. We walked outside together, and they revealed that they are in the middle of an adoption process and were faced, last week, with a bump in the road that could cause a significant delay. Not only did this leave them questioning their choices about their path of adoption, but they also found themselves struggling to get to church that day. They wrestled back and forth with going to Mass on Sunday, but the Good Lord won, and they decided to show up.

And they heard my testimony.

Is there any doubt that the Holy Spirit sent them there to hear what they needed to hear? To comfort them and confirm that they're on the right path?  Not in my mind.

It just doesn't get any better than that...

Reunited

I had posted earlier in the month that With an Open Heart would be one of the titles featured at the Women of Faith conference in Kansas City, MO.

To my surprise, I received a Facebook message from a friend who she would be attending this event.

But that's not the coolest part....

The best part is that this incredible woman, Deidre, was part of our adoption journey with Daniel.

Her family traveled to adopt a very special little girl, a sister for their two boys.

And they were in our Holt China travel group.

I'm sure it's not the way she ever hoped to be reunited with Daniel.  It wasn't my plan either.

But, nevertheless, I was so thankful that she was able to receive one of the free e-bookstubs.

So now, Daniel can live in her house, too:)

One of my weekend prayers

In the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Please, Lord,

As I speak at the Masses this weekend,

I pray that you fill me with your spirit.

Please help me deliver your message of faith.

Please grant me the serenity to help me to focus less on my own insecurities

And more on the message that needs to be heard:

There are more than 147,000,000 orphans in the world.

Please, Lord,

Let my words of our family’s experience flow with the Grace that only you can give

Ignite a fire in my heart with the kindle of your love,

And give me the sufficient words to inspire families to care for and adopt your children.

Please, Oh Lord,

I pray that Daniel’s story touches lives and opens hearts this weekend.

In your name.

Amen.

A Month of Love

November is National Adoption Month. Could you open your heart to one of these children?

A Daniel day

Today has been one of those Holy-spirit filled, Daniel kinda days.  I love these days, especially because I'm reminded--through some amazing moments--that Daniel still lives.

Part One
While Charlie and I were getting ready to walk into our St. Vincent playgroup this morning, I took a call from Peggie, the director at First United Methodist Church (you may remember the church, and Peggie, mentioned in the book).

"Do you have a minute?" she asked.

Peggie began to tell me that she had taken her Mother-in-Law to the hospital yesterday and how she was feeling all "woe is me" because her Halloween was completely tied up with a doctor's visit. But, she'd brought her copy of With an Open Heart along to help with the wait, and she carried it in her arms.

"What are you reading?" the nurse asked her with curiosity.

Peggie said, "Oh, it's a book that one of my preschool moms wrote about her son, Daniel. He was a blue baby that they'd adopted from China. They took him in for his open-heart surgery, but he didn't make it."

The nurse, apparently, was stopped in her tracks.

"I have a son named Daniel," she said, "and he was a blue baby."  "He's had four open-heart surgeries, and he's now in his twenties!"

Peggie said that the nurse--who seemed filled with faith--couldn't contain her goosebumps as she listened to more about Daniel, and she could hardly wait to read the book. The nurse also mentioned that she planned to make every nurse in the hospital read it.

Of course, I couldn't contain my goosebumps after taking that phone call!

Part Two
When we walked into playgroup, I was introduced to a new member of our group, Susi, who brought her two little ones to play.

About halfway through the play date, she and I finally had a chance to chat. We talked about our kids for a few moments, and then she revealed that her sister-in-law knows me.  She mentioned that her son was baptized two weeks back at St. Vincent's, and that her brother-in-law (her son's Godfather) and his wife flew in from MD for the baptism.

Susi's sister-in-law, who just happened to see the ad in the church bulletin for my book signing on November 11th, took one look at the picture of the book cover, and said, "I know her! We know that family!"

Turns out, the Godparents were in our China travel group when we adopted Charlie!  They adopted an adorable little boy themselves! We had even dined with them on our trip!

Is that crazy??  It was Susi's sister-in-law who'd suggested that she start attending the church playgroup with her children. And that's how we met today.  Only God.  I am amazed that With an Open Heart made this connection! 

Listening Up↑

Have you ever had an experience that made you realize we are all probably just one conversation away from something really powerful?  That if we just listen for the Holy Spirit's direction, amazing things can happen? In the book, I write much about the Holy Spirit's involvement during Daniel's life, and it never ceases to amaze me when I am blessed with one of those moments.

Which happened last night.

Let me back up to yesterday afternoon. I took Madi over to my friend Carrie's house to play with her girls. Carrie told me that she was planning to go to a special reconciliation Mass last night. So I spontaneously invited myself to go with her (we're tight like that).

She picked me up promptly at 6:30, and we headed over to the church. When we arrived, the parking lot appeared empty, but we didn't question it. As we approached the church, we saw a well put-together looking lady with a cheerful smile and a warm aura about her. She asked if we were there for the Mass, and we introduced ourselves. Her name was Erin.

Erin seemed distressed, to say the least. She indicated, through our conversation, that she was having a really difficult time finding a faith community in her area that shared her same beliefs and convictions. Erin said she's in desperate need of spiritual guidance, and that God is calling her to do something, but she continues to hit road blocks. In fact, this was the second time Erin had driven to our area from her residence, which was about forty-five minutes away. And ironically enough, that last time was when Hurricane Wilma hit. Mass had been canceled then, and we began to have the feeling that Mass was canceled, once again, due to our area's severe weather.  Carrie tried calling someone who would know more, but there was no answer.

As we stood there perplexed, I said to them both, "Well then, there must be a reason that we are here tonight."

I knew immediately that Carrie would be able to put her in touch with some people who could help with her spiritual guidance. Then, Erin asked us if we knew her friends who were supposed to meet her there. She described them as a local family with nine children. Who had lost a son.

I was stunned. I asked questions about her friend's son and his death. Upon hearing the story, I just couldn't resist, and I gave her my card about With an Open Heart.

I divulged that I, too, had lost a son.

Now it was Erin who looked stunned. As she took the card from my hand, she revealed that she had also lost a son.

Our eyes filled with tears, and we hugged. We began to realize that perhaps it was no accident that the three of us were standing there alone in that parking lot.

She told us the beautiful story of her baby boy, who was born missing a part of his brain. The way Erin described her sweet, precious child, we knew that he was nothing short of a miracle. She and her family gave him nine months of unconditional love before he went to Heaven. And he died nine times in her arms before he passed.  She claims to have seen Christ many times throughout her son's life, and her story has led to numerous conversions.

Awesome.

Erin then spoke of her desire to start a Catholic palliative care program for babies. A program that would send sick babies on their way to Heaven knowing the power and the touch of love before their departure.

Sign me up.  Perhaps I've just discovered something I'm supposed to do in Daniel's memory.

We stood there talking for about thirty minutes--and in our "severe" weather--we received not a drop of rain.  Until, of course, I pointed out that God had spared us from the rain, so that we could converse. Almost immediately after my statement, the skies opened up, and it began to rain.  Carrie and I said our goodbyes to Erin and promised to keep in touch.

As Carrie and I drove away--in sheer awe--her phone rang. It was the woman she'd tried to call earlier returning her call.

Mass hadn't been canceled at all. It had taken place on Wednesday. The three of us were there together on the wrong night.

What are the chances?  No accidents...

To be continued.

FUMCBB fundraiser

I am excited to take part in an "Ice Cream Social" fundraiser for First United Methodist Church of Boynton Beach this Thursday evening. I will have a table there dedicated to the book and will donate to the school for each copy purchased. 

The goal is raise money to purchase new equipment for the preschool's playground. And since Charlie will be a student there next year, this fundraiser is an act of kindness that we will benefit directly from.

Bonus.

This fundraising event was the idea of a young woman named Lindsey. She and her husband own a photography business, and they rent photo booths for events. They are graciously donating their photography equipment--and their time--to take family portraits for a mere $10.00 donation to the school.

First United Methodist Church and Preschool have been such a huge part of our family's journey, and they are even mentioned in the book. The school administrator and the teachers were so attentive to Madi while Daniel was in the hospital. 

And they grieved with our family when we lost our son.

The school and church congregation continue, to this day, to collect pop tabs for the Ronald McDonald House in Daniel's memory. I find that simply amazing. Such proof that Jesus lives in the hearts of so many.

Daniel would have been a VPK student there this year.

If you are local and would like to come for ice cream between 6 p.m. and 8 p.m this Thursday, please email me, and I will happily RSVP for you!

Women of Faith

With an Open Heart is one of the titles that will be featured at the upcoming Women of Faith Conference in Kansas City, Missouri on November 2nd and 3rd.

You will find our story in the new BookStub Gallery, where they will give away 50 free downloads of the e-book format.

To me, this is a really big deal. Because this conference is attended by approximately 15,000 women of faith. I'm not sure I could find a more appropriate audience for Daniel's story.

So, if you happen to be traveling to Kansas City for the conference, please stop by and grab a BookStub!  But please hurry...because (hopefully) they'll go quick!

The Bee's Knees

I recently received a message from Suzanne, the owner of The Bee's Knees Learn & Play in Delray Beach.  Suzanne graciously asked if I would like to put some of my books on their shelves.

It was kind of a "God thing," because I haven't seen Suzanne in years. Not since before Madi was in school, and we used to play there on a regular basis.

Her contact stirred up some unexpected and warm memories.

Because I remembered that I used to go there with Madi when we were waiting for Daniel's arrival. And we almost always went with our friend, Vanessa, and her children.

While the kids played, I would bend Vanessa's ear about Daniel, about our excitement of his arrival, and about our plans for his surgery and his life with us. I could hardly wait to see him running around The Bee's Knees with his big sister.

It was a magical time, filled with hope and anticipation.

Like waiting for Jesus.

So three years later, I find it quite ironic that our son is not running around The Bee's Knees. But his story is.

And hopefully he'll open some hearts there...

Email from a friend

I mentioned, in yesterday's post, how it seems like amazing things are happening every day with Daniel and his story.

This is an email that I received last night from a friend. Just the mere possibility that Daniel's story might help people such as these?  Thoroughly warms my heart...

"Just had to let you know that when I was on the cruise last week, I "happened" to be sitting next to a lovely couple at dinner and somehow we got to talking about losing a child.  I honestly don't know why that happened - we were on vacation for goodness sakes, so that's kind of a strange turn of a conversation!  Turns out they had adopted a boy from Germany when he was very little.  He ended up with some emotional problems, and felt the need to return to his homeland when he was 17.  Shortly thereafter he died in a car crash.  

I mentioned your book to them, I thought it might help them.  Turns out they were already aware of it!  Your message - Daniel's message - is spreading!  They weren't from Florida - they were from the mid-West somewhere.  But when I told them the title, they said they thought they had read a review somewhere.  I didn't know how much publicity the book has received, but I wrote the name of it on a napkin for them, and I'm sure they will look it up.

Now what's the likelihood of this happening?  I think you already know the answer!"

The struggle

I feel like, these days, the most amazing things are happening with Daniel's story, and I'm so grateful for it.

Today, as I strolled down the street with Charlie, I ran into a neighbor. Frank is a very insightful and kind man. He has always taken every opportunity to say hello to the kids, Daniel included, and he and his wife even showed up for our fundraiser for Charlie's adoption. They are good people with compassionate hearts. And you can sense that Frank is special after spending only minutes in his presence. I'm sure we all know that type of person.

I handed Frank a card for the book and proudly announced our accomplishment of the book's release. He asked me how much the book costs, and I awkwardly told him the price.

He smiled at me and said, "And now it's time to recoup your investment."

I was stunned. It was as if he could see right through my eyes and straight into my heart.

Without hesitation, Frank whipped out twenty dollars and handed it to me.  And I gave him a great, big hug.

You see, every day, I struggle with the monetary. Because I want so badly to GIVE this book to EVERYONE we know. Even to people that we don't know!

I want everyone to have a chance to know Daniel without a price attached to it. But that isn't the case, because of our choice to self-publish. Should I have waited?  Held Daniel's story in my clutch and chased publishers in pursuit of a good contract?  I think not. All along, I felt a strong desire to get God's message out there. As soon as possible. And that, my friends, unfortunately came with an investment.

And so I realize that I must put the brakes on. Especially if we want to reach our goal of giving to charity in Daniel's memory.

So, while we can't dispense this story as freely as we'd like to, we will continue to trust God's guidance, and pray that Daniel's story gets into the hands that need it.

And we thank you so, so much for your support along the way.

We Have Books!

Have I mentioned that this is all new to me?  At least a couple of times, I know...

Well, I finally set up a Pay Pal account here on the website for those who wish to receive a signed copy (I know...sounds strange to me, too...but some of you silly people have asked for them:)

And I finally ordered a nice, little supply of books. Which arrived over the weekend!

So...all of you local friends, if you have been waiting to buy a copy?

Now I can deliver one to you! Or at least meet you somewhere to get it into your hands!

Just email me: lisa.michelle.murphy@gmail.com with your order.

Thank you so, so much for your continued support! It is so rewarding to see Daniel's reach, and I hope and pray it only gets better!

Oh...I should also mention that we have some exciting opportunities in the works, which I will share as they fall into place:)

Go, Daniel, Go!

All worth it

I know that some of you have ordered the book. But I haven't received much feedback yet.

At this stage of the project, my type-A (and sometimes insecure) mind begins to wander about the impact (or lack thereof) of our story. Then on Friday, a friend and very eloquent writer, happened to share a quite fitting quote on her blog:

"God does not supply grace for our imagination."

(You can read the whole post here: http://www.lorimccary.com/2012/09/the-right-to-choose.html)

Ain't that the truth? I sometimes have to remind myself that this is not about "me," and there is no room for my insecurity here!  But as if to fulfill my "need" for a scrap of validation anyway, the Holy Spirit answered, and we received three beautiful notifications on Friday--all from very special sisters in Christ, that they'd received the book that very day and could hardly wait to dig into it.

News that filled my soul.

But today, I received the most I could ask for. An email from a friend containing these words that totally filled my heart:

"I want to adopt again and I want a closer walk with Jesus everyday." 

Those are two out of my three initial hopes and goals for Daniel's story!  

To know that our son's story has made an impact on at least one person?  

No words, my friends. That's the feedback that makes this project all worth it.

Daniel at work...

Last night the Holy Spirit prompted me to reach out to a couple of Yahoo adoption groups to share Daniel's story.

From one of the group moderators, I received a less-than-warm welcome.  In fact, I was actually denied membership to the group.  Yep, it hurt. Because that's my son you're rejecting.  But I need to accept that not everyone is going to "get" our mission.  Move on.

The second group is comprised of adoptive families from the province where Daniel was from (Jiangxi), and the group moderator greeted me with with open arms and accepted our story with an open heart. I woke up this morning to read the most beautiful comment on the blog that he had written at 4:38 in the morning.

This kind man offered to help spread the word about the book and also divulged the ages of his daughters, who are both adopted from China. Their oldest is from Jiangxi, as Daniel was. He included a link for their blog, so I decided to take a peek. I also intended to find an email address, so I could thank him for his kind words.

While on their blog, I noticed that they are followers of the blog Praying Adam Home. To me that was a fascinating discovery. Because Adam was in Daniel's travel group in 2010! We traveled with Adam's amazing family to bring Daniel home!  What a small world!

I immediately sent the moderator an email of appreciation and acknowledged that he follows our friends blog.  Are you ready for this?  Turns out that these two families traveled together to adopt their daughters in 2006!

Talk about full circle.  I think I can safely say that Daniel made us a wonderful introduction.  What are the chances??  That little angel never stops...

Spread your wings and fly

I have searched my heart for the perfect time to launch With an Open Heart.

And then today at Mass, we heard that beautiful passage from James 1:27

"Religion that is pure and undefiled before God, the Father, is this: to visit orphans and widows in their affliction, and to keep oneself unstained from the world."

A Sunday seems quite appropriate to share our news with you. And maybe I read into things a bit, but it's the 22nd Sunday of Ordinary Time, and Daniel's birthday was 2/2.  And this passage from James? It is included in Pamela Cope's (Author of Jantsen's Gift and founder of Touch a Life Foundation) endorsement on the back cover of With an Open Heart.

I'd say today's a fine day to launch a book.

And so you, our bloggie friends, will receive our news first. Because you've followed all along, through thick and thin.  You've been through it alongside us.

So...here we go...

It is with much joy we announce--that after two years in the making--our book about our precious, departed son Daniel is finally LIVE and ready to go out into the world! 

As we sit here and digest this accomplishment--that Daniel's story will indeed be shared--today we humbly ask you, despite your busy daily lives, if you could possibly take time to recommend Daniel's story to those in your life who may need it. Perhaps to someone who struggles with the loss of a child or loved one. Perhaps to a friend who struggles to find their faith. Perhaps to a couple who might consider adopting a child who needs a home, making one less orphan in this world.

Our son's body died in 2010, but it is our strong belief that Daniel's true mission on earth is alive and just beginning. So now our real work begins. And we would be eternally gratefully for your help to make that a reality. If you happen to think of any ideas to help us share this story (book clubs, book stores, organizations?), we would truly appreciate them!

With an Open Heart is now available for purchase through Westbow Press, and the website link is: http://bookstore.westbowpress.com/Products/SKU-000540105/With-an-Open-Heart.aspx

Since this is a self-published title, it means that books are printed "on demand;" therefore, you may experience a delay with shipping. We apologize in advance for those of you hoping for instant gratification!

We invite you to share this link, and it is our hope that you do. It is our mission to keep Daniel alive by sharing his story in this world, and it is our intention to give back in his memory. We continue to pray for God's guidance to steer us in the right direction.
 
Forgive us for our blatant redundancy as you see this post on various social media networks. For we wouldn't want to leave anyone out. 

Again, we thank you for opening your hearts to this labor of love. It means so very much to us.

A Quote to remember

After Daniel passed away, my Mother (known to Madi and Charlie as "Bubba") made a beautiful photo collage as a tribute to her Grandson.

On this photo collage was a tiny, little quote (written by Abraham Lincoln) with a very large meaning.

It read, "And in the end, it's not the years in a life, it's the life in the years."

So true.

This Summer, before Bubba and Grandpa headed back to CA, they were kind enough to watch the kids for a night so that Jimmy and I could have a night to ourselves.

The two of us ventured about an hour north to Hutchinson Island. On the way over, we spotted a quaint little downtown area with some shops that were just...ahem...irresistible.

We aimed straight for the best looking gift shop on the block and oohed and aahed over all the cool stuff they displayed. It's been a while since I've been in a gift shop, especially sans two little children at my ankles.

After a while, Jimmy looked up and said, "Wow...those are cool."

I looked up and noticed what he had seen.  They were these giant tags with memorable sayings on them.

And what do you know. When my eyes met that sign, I knew it was mine.

The day that we returned home and looked for the right place to put our new piece of art, we noticed a sticker on the back from the designer.  It kinda took my breath away. 

Danielson Designs

No kidding.

This special quote now sits on the ledge in our living room amongst our collection of large, beautiful photos of Daniel. It's also mentioned in the book:)

Done. But just beginning really.

I faxed approval for the galley (inside) of the book this week.

I am so very relieved to have completed that phase.

And I can't believe this labor of love is already two years in the making.

Bittersweet.

I'm told that we should have an "author copy" in our hands within a couple of weeks to approve.

Now we work on perfecting the marketing materials with Westbow (business cards, postcards, and bookmarks).

I need to concentrate on other unfamiliar areas, too.  Like the Facebook page, creating the website, and setting up a purchasing system on that website. Doing so will allow us to maximize profits so that we can achieve one of our main goals of donating to adoption and orphan care charities in Daniel's name.

Then it's on to the most meaningful part of all.

Sharing Daniel's story. And honoring him.

Sharing God's grace. And glorifying Him.

almost there!

We are almost there.

Almost to the finish line.

So very, very close to sharing Daniel's story with you.

The cover was a bit of a hang-up for me. I never realized quite how extensive the self-publishing process is. Or how persnickety I am, for that matter.

Though the workmanship was high quality, Jimmy and I honestly felt like our cover designer did not quite "nail" the feeling (or the gist) of the book through the cover design.

Which led me into totally new territory...designing a book cover.

Three months later, I am pleased to report that the cover has been completed (thanks to the assistance of a few really good people), and I am now in final stages of editing our galley copy (a.k.a. the inside).

This means we could go to print in the next couple of months!  Hallelujah.

Do you Believe?

One of the items that I had to whip up for the Publisher was the back cover text for the book.  Sound simple?  Not for this writer.

I wanted to "open" with a couple of meaningful, thought provoking questions. The two questions that I had originally included seemed, in the words of a good friend, "almost void of God."

She was right. They were far too vague and new-age sounding. And that wasn't the way I wanted the gist of Daniel's story to appear. Because the Good Lord is one of the main characters, so to speak. But I struggled with this for weeks. The right questions just weren't popping into my head. I prayed about it. I discussed it with friends. I continued to come up empty.

During this frustrating process, a friend (and neighbor) of ours lost his father. It was (and is) a very sad time for a wonderful family in our community. Jimmy and I did not know Mr. Roegiers very well personally, but we always regarded him as a very kind and loving family man.

So, you ask, "How is this relevant??"

Well, the evening before the funeral, I sat with one of my besties, Sherril, and described the message that I was trying to properly convey. I explained my struggle for the perfect fit, and also my desire to complete this task at hand. We both felt like I was headed in the right direction but agreed that I should continue to pray and think on it.

The next day, at Mr. Roegiers funeral, the most amazing thing happened.

As Monsignor Tom walked over to the Roegiers family and bestowed his comforting words of wisdom and faith upon them, he eloquently spoke the exact same sentiments that I had been so desperately trying to put into words for the book!

The Holy Spirit gave me my questions.

Right there. In that church. At that funeral. Sherril and I looked at each other in awe and disbelief. Well, actually, in belief...belief in the Holy Spirit. We witnessed it together. And I walked away knowing exactly which two questions I needed to ask:

What happens when WE have one plan, and God has another?  
Do you still  BELIEVE?

Thank you, Mr. Roegiers. I will always remember your hand in this labor of love...

Will you please help?

And who better to help with this task than our family and friends.

Assignment:  please vote for your favorite keynote!  

What is it, you may ask? 

A "keynote" or "marketing headline" succinctly tell readers what a book is about and why they should buy it.

It feels really strange to create marketing materials for our story, but the bottom line is that our little angel can't touch people if we can't get them to read the book!  

And I know that it might be difficult to weigh in on these without actually reading the book yet, but we would love to know which one you prefer and why. And if you have a better idea to add, we welcome your thoughts and suggestions!

So...without further ado...the keynotes.  Which one would entice you to read the book?

A)  A powerful story of one family’s faith-filled journey with their adopted son, Daniel, in an inspirational walk of love and courage that will touch your heart.

B)  A true celebration of life as one family shares their inspirational and faith-filled journey of hope, love, and courage with their adopted son, Daniel.

We thank you for your time and your input:)  Oh...and if you wish to contact me privately, please email me: lisa.michelle.murphy@gmail.com

Done.

Well...

Kinda done.

I had to draw the line. Seriously.

I could edit forever. There's always another thought or a better way to say something. Jimmy believes I suffer from separation anxiety!

But I think I am finally at a point where I am ready to let it fly.

So, as of last night, the manuscript is in the good hands of Westbow Press.

Now I need to focus on the front and back cover material, which should be fun!

Blurb #2 - Pam Cope

One day last Fall, my editor (Marilyn) handed me a little clipping of a book she had discovered in the newspaper. The book was called Jantsen's Gift, and it's author is Pam Cope (with Aimee Molloy).  Marilyn thought that I should read this book since its theme seemed, in some ways, similar to mine.

I ordered Jantsen's Gift through Amazon that day and began reading as soon as I received it. This story, which is described on the cover as "A True Story of Grief, Rescue, and Grace" is that and so much more.

This incredible woman and her husband took the most devastating event of their lives--the sudden loss of their teenage son, Jantsen--and turned it into something beyond imagination. In Jantsen's memory, they created the Touch A Life Foundation, which advocates on behalf of thousands of trafficked and vulnerable children around the world.

I can't even begin to adequately share all the good that Pam and Randy Cope have done in this world through their foundation. Suffice it to say, they have saved many lives. For that reason, I would love for you to go to the website and take a look for yourself: http://www.touchalifekids.org/

And if you feel so inclined to join their mission or send a donation, that would be a blessing.

After I read Jantsen's Gift, I felt compelled to reach out to Pam about Daniel's story. She has obviously done so much to make a difference, and we would love to do the same in Daniel's memory. Pam graciously took her valuable time to speak with me on the phone for an hour or so one day. She's a lovely person, and was so ready and willing to help this newbie author (me) with our project.

So, it is with tremendous admiration that I announce my second cover blurb. We are truly grateful for Pam's generosity and kindness.

Blurb #1 - Frank McKinney

I am so honored that Mr. Frank McKinney has provided a cover blurb for Daniel's story. He is an amazing man with a wonderful story himself.  Frank is the author of "The Tap," along with 4 other international best-selling books. He is widely known for his success as a Real Estate Artist, creating and selling multi-million dollar homes that are better known as art projects.

I love the essence of his book, "The Tap," because of its religious nature. In the book, Frank reveals the most important spiritual principle that he attributes to his astronomical success. He explains how God has tapped him (and taps everyone) many times in life, answering prayers and presenting life-changing opportunities. The Tap shows you how to sensitize yourself to feel, then act on your life's great "Tap Moments," embracing the rewards and responsibilities of a blessed life.
 
And in 1998, Frank acted on the "tap" of his life by starting the Caring House Project Foundation.
Based on the belief that stability begins with a home and without the need of shelter being met, there is little hope, he created a foundation that cared for those who had no shelter. He was inspired by the Gospel of Luke, 12:48: "Much will be required of the person entrusted with much, and still more demanded of the person entrusted with more."

As of 2012, the Caring House Project Foundation has built fifteen villages in the Haitian cities of Gonaives, Port au Prince, Testasse, Ft. San Michael, Los Cacaos, Cap Haitian, Ange Village, Paroty, Terre Rouge, Fond Rouge Torbek, Chameua, Mannual, Makandal, and Mahotiere/Rampa all at no cost to the beneficiaries.

I find it intriguing that God "tapped" me to reach out to Frank McKinney shortly after Daniel had passed away, without even knowing about this book. All I really knew about him at the time was that he was an accomplished author and that he goes to our church.  I was outside in our backyard one day, and into my head pops "Contact Frank McKinney."

The Tap, indeed.

I immediately went into the house and formulated an email message to send to him. I was quite nervous since I didn't know him personally, and wasn't sure how my email would be received. Not ten minutes later, our phone rang. It was Frank McKinney. He kindly listened to Daniel's story and--without hesitation--graciously offered his endorsement to the project. He even emailed me the contact information for his publishing representative. Unfortunately, after months of correspondence, the publisher fell through, but obviously I was meant to connect with Frank for other reasons.

So...I finally, and most proudly, announce his support.  If you would like more information about Frank, his bestsellers, and his Caring House Project, please visit:  http://frank-mckinney.com

Plugging away...

Day by day, I am making progress on the book. The last couple of months have been spent formatting the manuscript to the publisher's specifications, or trying to anyways.

My trusty editor, Marilyn, is in the process of giving the book a final once-over with edits. She is 2/3 done.

My friend, Lisa, who is a PR/marketer, is helping me work on the back cover script.

And, finally, I have a few cover blurbs, which I'll be posting about soon.

I still hope to have Daniel's story to the publisher in the next couple of weeks, which doesn't seem out of reach.

Praying for the Holy Spirit to continue guiding this project!

Mischief Baby

It's a bottle of baby lotion.

Not just any baby lotion.  It's Mischief Baby.

It was purchased for Daniel in Nanchang, China when we adopted him and we massaged his little body with it almost daily.

And it's empty now.

But I can't bear to throw it out.

Does that sound weird?  Do I sound like some strange hoarder?

Somehow, I feel like that silly plastic bottle is a piece of his journey home--a piece of him, and I don't think I'm ready to part with that.

Not yet, anyway.

Sometimes, I suppose it's the little things...

Happy Birthday, Little Groundhog

Today is Groundhog's Day. 

It is also Daniel's birthday. 

There is a little four-year old celebrating up in Heaven today. 

This picture is from China when we celebrated Daniel's 2nd birthday
with him at the Safari Park in Guangzhou.

Happy birthday, Daniel!  Thinking about you today and every day!! 

 

 

Dear Daniel,

Two years ago today, they placed you in our arms.

And I will never be the same.

I praise God for having you.

But I'm sad to have lost you so soon.

The love I have for you will never diminish, son.

You are with me always, a fixture in my heart.

Thinking of you today and every day, my angel boy. 

We miss you down here.

Pure Treasure

See these pictures?  We just received them last night. They were emailed to us from friends in Spain who brought their daughter Clara home at the same time we brought Daniel home.

Daniel is the cutie in the orange shirt.

Daniel and Clara lived in a Holt-sponsored group home together. They were bed-mates.

Our friends in Spain discovered the photos of Daniel after he'd passed away, and they were afraid that it might be too painful for us to see them.

When I contacted them for permission to include Clara in our book, they decided to send them to us.

Pure. Treasure.

Thank you, Lord.

Publisher - Check

I really wanted to start the New Year on a good note with this special project, so we decided to secure a self-publishing firm.

And our choice is (drum roll please).....WestBow Press, a division of Thomas Nelson.

A couple of months ago, I reached out to an author in hopes of gaining a cover blurb. While I haven't managed to accomplish that task, her kind assistant was able to answer a few questions and offer some advice. She had heard of WestBow Press and knew of several people who'd been happy with their services.

So I decided to give them a call, and the representative who answered my call--her name was "Angel." I liked what I learned about the company, and it truly felt right.  Meant to be.

One of the main reasons that we chose to work with WestBow is that they are a Christian publishing company. Daniel's story is clearly one of faith, so the fit made perfect sense to us.

Though it's not probable, there is a *chance* that Thomas Nelson (the parent company) could pick up our story. We'll keep our fingers crossed, but it's not likely, and we're okay with that (but it sure would be nice!) Thomas Nelson is also the parent company of the Women of Faith ministries, which I believe (and hope) will be a perfect target market for Daniel's story to make a difference. 

I feel like this is the first big step to getting his story into the right hands, and I'm happy to have one major decision behind us!