Their sadness permeates our home, and we do our best to balance the tension of sitting in the sad and engaging in fun activities to create a variation of childhood memories.
We hear a lot that they are lucky to be with us. It's one of those well-intended statements that makes me sick and sad and all the things in between.
When you slow down to think about it, they are living some of the hardest stories known.
They aren't lucky, you know.
Lucky is winning the lottery.
Lucky isn't being ripped from your family and all you know, being forced into a system that doesn't have its stuff together, and into a family of strangers.Read More