The day we met Reagan is the day we made the decision. We’d read all the translated paperwork and what little history there was to give us. We understood about delays, physical, emotional, and cognitive. We knew there would be … Continue reading
There’s a kiddo on the deck standing with one hand on the door, and one hand holding a rag. It’s been a rough few days for that little girl; she’s supposed to be working off a consequence but instead she’s … Continue reading
Sips of water. Piles of tissues. No energy to move. Fever, accompanied by chills, aches, and sniffles. I retreated (slowly) back to bed with a couple of books. The bummer about being sick and spending all day in bed with … Continue reading