Seventeen years ago this week, I lay awake in a hotel halfway around the world, staring at the ceiling long into the night. I wondered, with anxiety, how I was going to rearrange my life to become a good mother to the adoptive twin daughters I would be entrusted with the next morning. My husband …
Tag: children growing up
Cycles of Life: Outgrowing Dolly
Strange, how a lost stuffed toy can remind you of the Cycles of Life....
Out on a Limb 