This article made me remember Xiao Gou in a way that hurts my heart. One night I lay with her, clasping her fingers as she drifted off to sleep, looking at her tiny face and wondering where she would eventually be. Hoping fate would change and be good to her. Now she's not in my life, but she is loved. And that, well, it has to be enough. #Adoption #FosterCare
Falling in Love With a Foster Childparenting.blogs.nytimes.com
For the first time, I feel that whether we have BlueJay for a month or a year or a lifetime, it doesn���t matter. At least we have this.
Published on June 11, 2015 07:06