I have recently been thinking a lot of my time at CVE, loving kids who didn't have families. I lived with Jenna, who took care of the little guys. So, my roommates came in adorable, oh-my-word cute, precious
My roomies from the early days...
After Timi and Andres were adopted, I never saw them again.
I wonder if our girls' caretakers' hearts are going to rip like Jenna's did when we take G and M across the ocean back to the U.S.
Jenna is still in Mexico and she and Steph sent me a care package when they heard we were led to adopt.
Two little shirts. The boy shirt had a monkey on it. Timi's favorite shirt was yellow with a monkey on it. I immediately saw the shirt and thought of him, everytime I see a monkey shirt, my heart aches for Timi. I then read the note from Jenna.
Ames, when I saw this shirt, I thought of Timi. People who say that you can't love non-biological children like your own, don't know what they are talking about.