And that means it’s been three years and one day today of being mom to my awesome girl. We don’t celebrate the day that she lost her first family (and they lost her) because it was of confusion and pain for my daughter and the people who loved her. Not at all like the day most people meet their beloved child, but that’s our story and it’s nothing to be ashamed of now, just something to remember and make the best of. That day three years ago changed my life for the better in so many ways, and despite the sadness involved, I like to think it was the beginning of something good, too.
Mother of All Things 