I love my children.  They are all unique and interesting individuals and they seem to love me, too.  That is a very happy thing for me as they are all my Dreams Come True.  They know what I mean when I say that.  I had to go halfway around the world to get them, but I knew in my heart since I was ten years old that that is how I would become a mother.  Somehow, God put it on my heart, that desire, that knowledge that my babies would come to me from somewhere else.  It never mattered to me that I didn’t become pregnant, and I hope it never matters to them that they didn’t “…grow under my heart, but in it.”

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  1. Elizabeth says:

    This is a beautiful post.

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