Sprouting New Roots

Over the last year or so, I’ve become reacquainted with all forms of love. Continue reading “Sprouting New Roots”

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We were, and will always be

IMG_2620His smile was big, and his snicker was soft as we watched a big brother walking with his younger siblings’ home after picking up a pizza for dinner. He said that he loved children and would have more. However, as he snickered, he shared that his wife told him that he can more with another woman. Eight children were the number of children they raised together but birthed three. Two children they adopted after their parents were killed in an auto accident, their three, and another three that would be living with them on and off for almost 15 years once they relocated to the US from Fiji. Continue reading “We were, and will always be”