I think of her birth Mom and her foster Mom today. Two women whose hearts paid the hardest cost of letting go. How I wish they could see her, to hear her play piano, and to sit and cuddle with her. All the privileges that I have and forget how lucky I am at times.
Adoption has become a part of who we are as a family. There are pieces to it that are unfair and hard and yet if you asked I would not change anything. This little girl was the start of me seeing just how deep love can go and what the true meaning of family is. |