Today was the day. This was the day that my daughter passed custody of her son to his new parents. This is not the end of the story. This is not the beginning of the story. It is a point in the story.
Where did the story begin? It began somewhere long ago. There is much history which I will not include here. I will begin the telling with this year.
My daughter chose life. She chose a wonderful couple to adopt her son. Continue reading “This Painful and Beautiful Story”