The nurse who held my son all day when he was going to leave the hospital I wonder if she was thinking about me or the adoptive parents who would be arriving that day to take my son home with them   I wonder if…

The closet in the room once held the dresses Zack refused to wear Of course, he was a little girl then but had I known then what was going on, he could have been spared some amount of grief   Once he opened the closet…

tiny little hands ten toes curl then open slow a sweet yawn escapes my heart overflows with love at the miracle i made